I'm going to separate from my magician stories for a little while, I'm afraid. I'll continue that last one later. I feel a bit worn out from the restrictions that I placed on myself and have decided to place the stories in my talking game world. While the name sounds cheesy, well, it is, but that's not the point. This world is great in that it offers grand magical diversity and play balance, which as a reader, you really shouldn't care about. After all, it's a role-playing game world. The important thing, though, is that it's a rich world with a defined magical system, something else that I'm not getting into, since it would take longer to write about than this story would.
Things in Daris got interesting for a while. Everybody either was or had become female. Most didn't like that fact. Strange beasts, which everyone began referring to as "pussyphants" were wandering the land. Their effects were quite noticeable, since many people had large tongues protruding from their mouths and constant wet spots on their crotch. Fortunately, the effects of the pussyphant would wear off gradually and were usually gone after three weeks.
Toklar was still gathering her army and support, trying to get a head start on the evil worshipers. The evil worshipers were slowly noticing what was happening, so they too began to set up defenses. Everyone noticed, and panic struck once again.
Something else was creating more panic, though. The food supply was almost out, and it was time to sow. Everyone was going out into the woods to gather supplies and hunt, and the victims of the pussyphant rose.
Binsha and Corm were walking through the woods, trying to gather fruit and herbs when they came across a tree. It was one of the trees that started growing when the curse first began. This time, though, it had fruit on it, ripe from. They looked very much like grapefruit.
"What is that?" Binsha asked. She began to examine the tree, looking hungrily at the fruit.
"I don't know. Those trees started showing up when the curse did. They might be dangerous." She was eyeing them suspiciously as well.
"True. None of this has killed anyone, though. If it messes me up, at least I'll be full." Binsha plucked a fruit from the tree and sniffed it. She then pealed back the skin and smelled the inside. It looked and smelled pretty much like fruit. She licked it and determined it to be good. She then proceeded to eat it. "This is good."
"I think that I'll wait and see if it has an effect." Corm used to be male and really hated the changes that she had undergone. She had once been attacked by a pussyphant, and that was annoying enough. She didn't want to suffer anymore.
"Fair enough. I'll collect some anyway."
"Okay, you do that. Lets go look for edible mushrooms. I think that there are some around the pond."
They started to the pond and arrived there. Sure enough, mushrooms abounded. They gathered quite a few before Binsha said, "My breasts feel tingly."
"Dammit! The curse goes on. How are we supposed to survive. The astrologers say that we aren't even half-way!" She put her basket down and approached Binsha. "Okay, take your shirt off."
Binsha slowly removed her shirt to reveal her large breasts, not that they were all that large compared to everyone else's. They seemed a little poofy around the nipples, too. To her, they were feeling strained. Then, on each nipple, a tiny bead of milk appeared. "Oh, they're starting to hurt. Help!"
"Okay, stay still." Corm put her mouth around the nipple and barely sucked. Her mouth was filled with rich milk. It tasted good, especially on her empty stomach. She was more than full by the time that Binsha was out. "I feel sick now," said Corm.
"I think that I do, too." They pleasured each other until they both orgasmed and then headed back to town. By the time that they were there, Binsha's breasts were swelling again, refilling with milk. They reported back about what they had found. The townspeople all gathered around to see what had happened. Soon, they realized the potential. Binsha felt full. Corm felt full. Perhaps, this could be their food source for a while. Soon, a couple of women were suckling away Binsha's milk.
After Binsha had given her all, everyone looked at her. Her breasts had definitely grown in size somewhat. Her nipples were significantly longer. She was looking tired, yet content. "I think that I can feel them refilling. I don't feel hungry or thirsty. This may be our solution to the food problem. All that you have to do to be like me is eat the fruit that grows on the trees."
Just then, Corm start itching all over. She started scratching at the almost painful itching feeling. It just increased. She then started removing clothing, and as she did, the itching subsided, so she put her clothes back on. It came back almost immediately. Again, she pealed away her clothing, and again, the itching went away. Those in the room looked at her curiously as she explained the odd sensation.
No sooner had she finished explaining when her body began to tingle. She felt waves of the tingling sensation hit her and retreat, only to return again. She started to panic. The oscillations of tingling just wouldn't quit. Everyone was moving away from her as she squirmed trying to stop the bizarre feeling. Then, she felt a warmth in her chest and an intensified tingling in her pubic hair. She gasped as her chest began to bulge out even further than it had been. A few of the women left in the room started to complain that once again the curse was going to affect everyone.
Corm's breasts swelled and stretched until they each had about a twelve inch diameter. Finally, they stopped. Her skin was changing color, though. It started to take a blue hugh. Her pubic hair started to change as well, becoming a bright neon green, as its consistency transformed into that of fur. The rest of her body hair dropped off, though. That on her head, though changed its color to one close to her new skin color. Finally, the various sensations stopped, and the women in the room peered over her.
"I think that I'm feeling sick," she complained. "I need someone." Binsha offered her assistance. Binsha wasn't feeling sick, but she did want it. That was a rare thing in the land, but she wasn't complaining. She had always liked being horny. It's just that most women were too resigned to the sickness to either feel that way anymore or admit to feeling it.
Binsha lay a kiss on Corm, making her feel a bit better. Binsha felt her hands along Corms body and then reached the pubic hair. Corm gasped. To Binsha, the hair felt like cat fur, quite soft and fine. Apparently Corm was getting a large amount of pleasure from the treatment of Binsha lightly stroking her pubic hair. Binsha took her hand away and went for Corm's pussy, but Corm insisted that she continue petting her pubic hair. Eventually, she came just from the petting. When she did, the fur all dropped out and onto the floor. She looked down, disappointed, but she realized that she wasn't done yet. Even though she had orgasmed, it wasn't in her cunt. Instead, it was around where the hair was. She then begged for more, and Binsha gave it to her, licking away at her pussy. Finally, she came again, this time in the ordinary way.
Both lay on the floor of the room, exhausted. The two other women who had suckled Binsha's breasts suddenly realized that they two were itching. They stripped down to see what would happen. The first woman began changing colors. Her skin became a deep ebony, and dark grey lateral stripes formed all over her body. She felt her pussy moisten as the process made her want pleasure, but it wasn't over for her yet. She realized that her breasts were changing. They started to shrink down to a more manageable size, but she knew that they weren't done yet. Her nipples started to widen to an insane width. Eventually, each breast was completely taken up by her nipples. All this while, her bodily hair fell out. Only the hair atop her head remained. Finally, she felt her vagina begin to transform. The slit worked its way up her abdomen until it reached her belly button. She opened it slightly and realized that it wasn't more than half an inch deep, but it was still quite sensitive. The roughness of a G-spot filled the inside. Her clitorous then lengthened to fill the cavity. Finally, with her transformation complete, the other woman began her own changes.
She too changed colors, but hers was turqois. Her bosom remained the same, but other changes occurred. She felt her tongue lengthen, and it narrowed into a sort of cylindric format. She couldn't very well keep it in her mouth. Then she felt her fingers lengthen as well, and her fingernails disappeared. Her joints on them changed into ball-and-socket joints, and they seemed to become softer. Then she felt her buttocks swell. They changed into a sort of light pink color and became quite protrusive. Her changes were done.
Both women looked at each other. They both felt a little sick, so they pounced. The first woman's massive nipples straitened. The second attempted to ride them, and succeeded. Eventually, they both realized that all of the parts that were exageurated were extremely sensitive and wonderful, but they couldn't seem to stimulate their own pleasure.
Binsha watched curiously. Her body was slowly taking changes of its own. Her breasts were sprouting new nipples, and the previous nipples were becoming more pronounced. Her pussy was filling with an odd stimulation. She looked down to see her mound swell. She could feel it fill with something, so she investigated. In it was a strange jelly-like substance. She looked at it curiously, but it started to squease shut. She looked at it curiously, but it began to hurt her. The swelling was actually painful. She felt like she needed release. She breasts seemed to be swollen again as well.
Eventually, others came in to find out what was happening. While Binsha was moaning in pain, the others were trying to figure out how they could get out, since they didn't seem to be able to wear clothing. The women who came in were greeted by Binsha.
"I need release. Please, drink my milk and figure out what is wrong with my pussy! I need it." She looked like she was telling the truth. One woman went to look at her vagina. It was quite swollen. She poked it, and Binsha moaned in pain, but it opened slightly for a brief moment. The woman touched it again, this time leaving her finger on it so that she could poke inside of it. The interior was warm and gooey. She tried to pull it out, but her finger was apparently stuck. She tried further with no avail. Eventually, she resorted to using another finger, but it too stuck fast.
"Use your mouth!" Binsha said. The woman looked at her strangely but went ahead and tried. When she did, her fingers were released. A strangely sweet flavored substance was released, and it flowed freely into the woman's mouth. It tasted wonderfully to her. She couldn't resist taking it all in, and continued sucking every bit out of Binsha that she could and continued licking and sucking, since she was producing a very sweet and wonderful fluid.
"My breasts," squeaked Binsha who was enjoying the best solid orgasm of her life. "Please, they're aching terribly!" Another woman took the command and started, but Binsha just said, "I need more women. Get my other breast!" Eventually, about six women were suckling away at her bosom. Finally, she was empty, and she felt satisfied. All of the women that partook of her milk eventually transformed, each taking on a different form from the next. The woman who ate out Binsha's pussy started developing a cocoon.
Binsha's condition of requiring occasional relief of pressure lasted a week. After that, she returned to her condition that she was in before she had eaten the fruit. The townsfolk all realized, though, that the fruit and its strangeness were required for survival through the coming famine. They were forced to gather fruit from the woods, even though the population of pussyphants was growing.
The woman who developed a cocoon eventually hatched after a week and a half. When she came to, her crotch was swollen to the size of a grapefruit, and it was sealed shut. It didn't hurt her, but after an hour, it opened, and a large number of tiny slime creatures scurried away out of it and into various hiding places. No one knew what would become of them, but everyone was very afraid.
The same sort of thing occurred throughout the land. In a matter of months, no woman was left wearing any clothing, and all looked spectacularly different from one another. The astrologers continued to say that the signs showed no immediate end to new and bizarre occurrences in the land.