Slut Caster
Chapter 1

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, mt/Fa, Fa/Fa, Consensual, Magic, NonConsensual, Rape, Slavery, Lesbian, Heterosexual, TransGender, High Fantasy, Slut Wife, BDSM, Humiliation, Rough, Spanking, Gang Bang, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Petting, BBW, Big Breasts, Transformation,

Desc: Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A group of female adventurers are cursed to become slut-slaves by the goddess of lust. The only male in the group suffering the same fate, but is turned into a woman first.

I had graduated the Academy of High Wizardry just over a year ago. In that time I served as a journeyman assistant for an adventuring wizard. Which helped fill out my spell book with some extra spells.

Now I was on my own. Considered a full wizard. Though low of rank and with no accolades to my name.

Not yet anyway.

For a couple months I did smalltime local quests. Often getting teamed up with a beautiful white haired cleric lass. Her name was Charity. She had huge breasts under her armor.

We fell in love.

Now we were far afield in lands that were considered wild by the Capitol’s standards.

We had spent a steamy night at a small inn. We would meet a new employer and companions today.

I stand before a small mirror, nude. I don’t exactly have a manly physique. As a wizard I have led a sedentary lifestyle. Though more than a year of adventure had increased my stamina.

Is still couldn’t grow a beard to save my life though, I thought. As unseen forces shaved little red hairs off my face. Each one disappears in a tiny burst of flame before hitting the ground. A useful cantrip.

On the bed behind me Charity stretches languidly. Her beautiful body covered only by a short linen gown. Her nipples quite clear through the thin material.

“Morning comes too early.” She complains.

I smile. “I know love. But we have a busy day.”

“Mmm” is her only response.

In the mirror I notice she has spread her thighs and her fingers softly caress her nether-lips. Her eyes catch mine in a lusty challenge.

“We don’t have a lot of time.” I answer her unspoken question.

“We have no time?” She teases.

“Well ... a little.” I say. Turning around. My shave close enough to finished.

I cross to her and she giggles as I jump on top. Pulling her small gown off.

I grab two big handfuls of her gorgeous breasts and start sucking her nipples.

She moans at my attentions and guides my hard cock into her love canal.

She lightly scratches my back as I thrust in and out.

We moan and groan in ecstasy together until I fill her up with my seed.

Soon we are dressed and ready to go.

Me in my robes and packs. Her in chain skirt and top, along with a shield.

Since we have been together she has started to dress much more provocatively than her innocent cloistered days. Her chain top leaves her midriff bare. Plus it is split down the center, held together by crisscrossing leather ties. She shows off much of her generous cleavage.

In fact she has become much more sexually adventurous in general since we first met. More so than myself now, I suspect.

She has even mentioned finding women attractive on more than one occasion. Enough that we nearly asked the serving wench to our bed last night.

We meet at the local constabulary. The two of us. A fat mountain woman in chain and leathers named Gaida. And a pair of women named Silver and Raven. Silver dresses as a paladin in shiny plate, though the holy symbols have been scraped from her armor. Her dark brown hair run through with a shiny silver streak. Raven is obviously a rogue.

Our quest is fairly simple. A madman has been rallying goblins in the area. They have been raiding farms and villages.

We must track him down and kill or capture him.

After the sheriff dismisses us we stop by the local tavern to get to know each other better and come up with a plan of action. I notice Charity can’t stop watching Raven’s nice round ass.

Gaida lets us know this is her first quest away from her people. She is eager to prove herself in battle.

Silver and raven were a couple. Lesbians. Just the thought started to get me hard.

She was a disgraced paladin. She had some minor wizard powers. A big no no in her order.

Raven was introduced as a scout. So, a rogue.

We decided to track the last goblin raid to its hideout and see where to go from there.

Hours later we are tromping through thick woods after a trail that is days old. Turns out Gaida is a good tracker.

Unfortunately that doesn’t help us avoid a tangle of lash vines.

They wrap around the big warrior, who roars in rage.

We move in to help, but other vines attack us as well.

“So many.” Gasps raven, her arms pinned to her chest. A vine grabbing her by her long black hair.

I mumble a spell as vines begin to encircle me as well.

Charity’s hammer is next to useless and she is swiftly ensnared. Her eyes go wide as a vine slides up her thigh, under her skirt. Another inside her top, wrapping around her big breasts. Squeezing them like I would.

Then her eyes close, and a flush rises to her cheeks. Almost as if we were making love.

Silver fares better. Her swords making quick work of the vines around her.

My vines begin to wither and die as my spell goes off.

Raven was still struggling as her tight leather pants are slid over her delicious round ass. Giving me a great view of her pink lace thong and bare ass cheeks.

Charity, on the other hand has stopped struggling all together. Vines strain to pull open her top. Tugging and yanking, trying to get her tits out. While her skirt now has three vines writhing around underneath.

With another roar, Gaida bursts out of the vines holding her. With bare hands she begins pulling vines apart. Her own top pulled up, her massive tits hanging out.

Quickly the remaining vines retreat. Even letting go of my cleric in their haste.

We move a little ways off and put ourselves back together. Trying to pretend we hadn’t seen some lewdness and nudity.

“Never have I seen lash vines act that way.” The warrior says with some concern.

“Me either.” Raven agrees. “Are you sure your ok?” She asks Charity.

My love gives her an appreciative smile. “I’m fine. Thank you for asking.”

With little other choice we press on.

Late in the afternoon we find a cave in the side of a hill. Guarded by half a dozen goblins. I say guarded. They mostly lounge about and play dice.

We set upon them with surprise on our side quickly dispatching them.

Leaving one alive to question, we discover there are a score more in the cave. Also that they have been hired by Dane the Black. Venturing into the cave we have little trouble clearing it out.

The little monsters quickly turn on their master and gladly give us directions to his keep.

The cave stinks too much of green man droppings to sleep there so we move off into the woods.

That evening, sharing a bedroll. Charity tells me what the vines felt like. “At first it was just one. Rubbing against my panties. Caressing my pussy. The tendril in my top was squeezing my breasts. Tweaking my nipples.” Her hand lightly caresses my hardening crotch. “Then the vine found its way into my panties. It was pushing into my cunny. I could feel it, inch after inch violating me. Other vines slid up my thighs searching for their own ways to fuck me. Then you defeated them and they withdrew.” Her hand is in my shorts now. Unabashedly stroking my hard dick. “Mmm, I see you enjoy the thought of me being raped by soulless vines.”

“N ... no. I ... uh...” then I see the mischievous look in her eyes. And the lust.

“I’m just teasing you.” She assures me. “It turns me on too. I’ve become a real slut since meeting you.” She says.

“Um, I’m sorry?” Not sure what to say.

“No. Don’t be. You have helped me discover who I really am outside the convent. If we are quiet do you think we could?” She gives my cock a squeeze.

I motion over to Silver and raven. The couple obviously writhing under their sheets. We can hear soft moaning.

“Mmm. I want you in me.” She says. I happily oblige.

We make our own soft moaning into the dark night.

Through the next day we encounter a couple roving bands of goblins. They are no match for us.

Raven even gets a magical dagger from one of the encounters. I check to find its enchantment is weak, simply magically sharp. Still it’s better than nothing.

In the evening we have a meal around our campfire.

“We should reach the keep tomorrow.” Gaida tells us. “If the goblin’s directions are accurate. Early afternoon would be my guess.”

After dinner we make to sleep. Slipping into lighter bedclothes.

Before we get under the covers Silver comes over.

“We would like to know if you want to swap partners tonight?” She looks at the two of us nervously. The first time I’ve seen her afraid of anything. “We like you two a lot. And Raven has noticed the way you look at her, Charity.”

I’m somewhat stunned. But my love speaks for me.

“We would be delighted. But I thought you didn’t like the company of men?”

“Well I don’t. But I am not unfamiliar. I would be a willing partner.” The paladin explains.

So Charity crosses the camp stripping as she goes. Silver also strips, then slides into my bedroll. Biting her lip nervously.

I slide in next to her brushing the silver streak in her hair.

She smiles at me and begins to stroke my cock.

My hand moves down to her breasts.

A nice size, though not nearly as big as Charity’s. she moans at my touch, so I move in to kiss her.

I roll on top of the paladin and her fingers guide my cock into her moist lesbian pussy.

She gasps as I slide fully into her. The warm softness of her cunny feels so good around my stiff cock.

She whines as I pull back out. I kiss her deeply, muffling her next moan as I shove forcefully back in.

I quickly find a rhythm, my dick sliding up and down her love canal. She arches her back underneath me, and her body starts to tremble. She grunts her need as she comes.

I follow soon after. My own orgasm hitting. Her eyes go wide when she feels me overflow her cunt with my cum.

“By the gods.” She gasps. “There’s so much.”

She rests her head against me. Letting me play with her tits as we watch our lovers. Raven on top of my cleric in an inverse position. Happily licking each other’s twats.

Soon I drift to sleep.

I wake in the middle of the night. Silver kisses my forehead as she gets up.

“It’s my watch.” She says. Slipping on a pair of linen shorts, and nothing else. I enjoy watching her as she goes to sit on a rock her sword at the ready.

“I would be happy to share your bed.” The warrior’s voice from behind me.

I roll over to see Gaida, fully naked.

“I know my body doesn’t please you, but I am quite eager to please.”

It was true she was quite fat. But her breasts were even larger than Charity’s, her ass was nicely rounded. And her curves were quite pleasant. Her face though, her face was her best feature. She was quite lovely in fact.

“Nonsense.” I tell her. “You are beautiful, and I would be honored to be with you.”

She slides in next to me and I climb on top of her.

She moans as I drive my cock into her. I grab and squeeze her massive tits.

“Oh, oh yes!” She gasps as I suck on her sensitive nipples.

We fuck for a bit then I pull out. Grabbing her hips, I flip her over. She gets on her hands and knees and enticingly wiggles her fat ass at me.

I hungrily oblige. Plunging my hard fuck stick back into her.

She leans down, resting her head on her hands. Moaning blissfully. “Mmm, slap my ass.” She orders.

Trying not to wake the others I giver her big rear a spank. Then again. On the third she starts to groan. Then her body shivers as she comes.

When she settles, she pulls away from me. Then she pushes me down. “I’ll take good care of you.” She says, and leans in to suck my cock.

Soon I explode in her mouth and she swallows every last drop.

Tired, we snuggle together under the covers. And drift to sleep.

In the morning Charity tells me she is proud that I didn’t turn Gaida away. I tell her that I think the warrior is quite beautiful. She seems happy at my response.

As we walk the girls talk about their sexual exploits and proclivities.

Gaida admits that she has never been with a woman, but is excited to give it a try with this group.

The whole thing seems a little odd. Like we have been sexually charged since the vines.

No one seems unhappy though, so I put that thought out of my mind.

In the afternoon we find the keep. Really just a half renovated stone ruin. Goblins patrol the grounds.

Carefully we sneak past, with Raven in the lead.

We make it to the second floor before there is any trouble.

Goblins jump out in ambush. They get a few good strikes in. Things look grim for a moment. Then with a prayer from Charity our weapons begin to glow and the tide is turned.

Afterward she and Silver use their holy powers to heal our cuts and bruises.

We enter what seems to be a throne room. I can feel the heavy charge of powerful magics.

“Ah, good. My guests have finally arrived.” A debonair man in fine clothes lounges on a throne.

“Your schemes come to an end, blackguard!” Silver announces

“Please, call me Dane my dear. And they are not my schemes, but those of my Goddess. Lascivious Goddess of Lust.”

“No powerless little cult demon will stop us!” Silver says forcefully.

“Now now. No need to be rude. Besides she is far from powerless. In fact you are about to receive her blessing. Though for you it may be more of a curse.”

We look at each other a bit nervously.

Runes that had been inscribed in the stonework of the room begin to glow with a dark light.

Shadowy forms coalesce out of the runes and float toward us.

Our weapons at the ready we prepare to fight.

We quickly find that my spells are the only thing that affects them. The others weapons simply passing through.

Charity starts her prayer of protection again but before she can complete it a shadowy hand covers her mouth.

Quickly I am surrounded my arms grabbed and pulled apart to stop me from casting. Where they grab me I can feel the coldness through my robes.

The girls are easily stripped of their weapons. Arms and legs grasped by the shadow monsters. Still, we struggle.

“What do you want with us monster?” Silver demands.

The reclining man smiles. “Relax. Enjoy what is being given to you.”

Silver gasps as, at a touch from shadowy hands, her shiny platemail turns to ash and drifts away. Leaving her vulnerable in a lace bra, and matching shorts.

The other girls armor quickly follows. Then my robes.

One moment they surround me in their comfort and warmth. Then they are gone. Drifting away. Leaving me vulnerable in the cold room.

Cold shadowy fingers begin tracing foul corrupt runes on our bared flesh. Runes they glow with a black light for a moment then fade away. The sensation makes my body shiver. Not with cold but with lust.

We are lifted off the ground by the strong cold hands. Our arms pulled above our heads. Our legs lewdly spread apart.

Our struggles lessen as we are held completely powerless.

Shadowy fingers begin to tease and torment the vulnerable girls. Caressing up the inside of thighs. Dancing along bared tummies. Grabbing panty covered asses and squeezing sensitive breasts through bras.

“Mmm, n ... no.” I can hear Charity gasp. To no avail a cold hand slips under her silk panties. Sliding through her snow White pubic hair. Brushing lightly against her sensitive pussy lips.

Raven moans around a couple shadow fingers in her mouth. A pair of hands sliding beneath her small linen undershirt. Obviously tweaking her small perky breasts.

The shadowy monsters flip Silver over and begin spanking her ass. Causing the girl to gasp with each strike. I can see her tits have slipped out of her bra and cold fingers pinch and pull her hard nipples.

Hands slip into Gaida’s shorts both front and back. She continues to try to free her arms as hands squeeze her giant tits through her soft leather bra. Her eyes open wide and her whole fat body trembles as the hands must reach something sensitive. I watch as the fight drains out of her.

Cold fingers cause my own body to shiver as they run up my chest. Stopping to circle my own man nipples.

“Ha ha, this should be especially fun for you wizard.” The evil man taunts me.

My own linen shorts turn to ash. Leaving me completely vulnerable. My dick hard as a rock from the foul attentions of my self and my friends.

An evil shadow face leans in close. It’s beady red eyes inches from mine. Then it moves back and pinches the tip of my cock with two fingers.

At first all I feel is the cold. Then I begin to scream. The tip of my dick begins to burn. I watch in horror as my cock gets smaller and smaller as the monster pushes down.

As my cock gets smaller, my screams get higher pitched. My voice growing more feminine. I barely even notice the burning on my chest where the fingers still circle.

Soon my cock is gone. Then the shadow man plucks delicately at my balls. Intense pain shooting through my body each time. Obviously enjoying the torment.

I can no longer see what it’s doing as my chest slowly grows a pair of women’s breasts. But I see when it plucks the final reminder of my manhood and pops them into its shadow mouth.

Cold fingers tickle my crotch. Where my penis recently was. My body tingles, more sensitive there now than when I had a dick. What is there to feel anything? Surely not...

The shadow at my chest now roughly pinches and pulls on my larger nipples. Each tug causing my new tits to grow. While behind me hands grab my hair and yank. Each pull making my red locks lengthen.

I can feel something push into me. Something cold pushing inside my ... inside where I am most sensitive. Oh gods! A finger, a shadow finger pushing into my ... my...

No! Oh no! MY CUNT!

A woman, they have turned me into a woman!

I begin to weep as it slides another finger into me. Staring impassively at my horror.

My whole body trembles at the new sensation. Erotic thrills shooting from my crotch all the way to the top of my scalp.

The girls haven’t fared much better than me. Though they get to keep their bodies.

Charity has her knees bent, her legs spread wide. Panties now gone a shadow man fucks her while she sucks the cold hard dick of another. Hands slap her jiggling tits back and forth. She grunts as another shadowy form glides up underneath her. It’s hands spreading her asscheeks. Then I hear her squeal around the cock in her mouth as the shadow man violates her ass. A place even I haven’t penetrated yet. Now I suppose I never will.

Raven is nearly bent in half. The poor lesbian hanging limply as she is double penetrated. Her small pale tits a nice shade of red from the abuse they must have received.

Silver is still facing the ground. Her face buried in a shadow man’s crotch. Sucking cock for all she’s worth. Another fucking her from behind. Still slapping her now red ass.

Gaida floats facing the ground, much like Silver. She also gets fucked from behind. While another shadow slaps her big hanging tits back and forth. I watch as a hand grabs her hair, lifting her head. The fat warrior docily opens her mouth, sucking on a cold hard dick.

My attention is brought back to my own plight. Something prods my sensitive pussy. My tormentor wanting my full attention. He took my penis. Ate my balls. Now he was going to take my virginity.

I gasp and squeal girlishly as his big cock slowly spreads me open. Suddenly my whole world is the cock pushing its way up my cunt, and the overwhelming sensations it sends through my body.

I am barely aware that I am shaking. Making ‘uh uh uh’ noises.

Finally it is entirely inside me. And I orgasm. That or I died. My vision goes white as all I can see is shooting stars. My skin feels like it is pierced by a million tiny electric needles. Except for my finger tips which feel like they are pulling away from my body. All I can hear is the roaring sound of the void.

Slowly it begins to subside. Then the cold shadow dick starts to pull out of me. Before roughly shoving back in. Making me feel the whole thing over again, though not as strongly this time. Oh gods, how long can an orgasm last?

Long it would seem, as each thrust triggers me anew. Soon there is no thought just sensation.

When I come to, the fucking has stopped. For all of us.

We are held aloft in a line. In a reclined position with our legs spread.

Dane has stripped and stands before Silver. His big cock fully erect. I can’t stop myself from staring at it.

“Now. I am going to take any remaining dignity you have left. So that next time we meet, we will all remember this moment.” He smiles cruelly at us. And yet ... and yet there is a strange tingle in my crotch. In my pussy.

“Beg me to fuck you. Tell me you’re a good girl.” He orders Silver. She turns away, an angry look on her face.

SLAP! Aaah! He strikes her tender pussy directly.

“No! No, please? I ... I’ll be a good girl, sir. Please fuck me,” The paladin begs. All semblance of courage and spirit gone.

He happily steps into her. She gasps when her cunt is penetrated by his master cock.

“Thank me.” He orders after fucking her a while.

“Th ... thank you sir.” She says. Tears in her eyes.

He pulls out of her sopping pussy and moves on to Raven.

Already weeping the black haired girl obediently begs, “puh ... please sir. Fuck me. I’ll be a good girl.”

With a sneer he swiftly enters the sobbing rogue. “Thank you sir.” She says after a few moments. Then he pulls out. Moving to Charity.

The love of my life bites her lip and says lustfully, “Fuck me sir. I’ll be your good girl.”

Dane grins as he enters her. Grabbing and squeezing her big tits. “You should be following a different goddess, whore.” He tells her as she moans in pleasure.

After a few minutes she says, “Mmm. Thank you sir.”

As he pulls out he says “Whore.” And slaps her across the face.

Even this she seems to enjoy.

Gaida is the only other girl to refuse. But after a couple dozen slaps to her bare pussy even she is sobbing and begging. “No! Please. Oh please. I’ll be good. I’ll be a good girl. Please sir. Fuck me please. I’ll be good.” Over the sound of her cunt being slapped.

He finally relents and plunges deep in her. “Unh. Fat cow. Moo for me.” He says cruelly.

“W ... what?” She says still weeping

SLAP! Across her face.

“Uh, uh. Moo. Moooo. Mooooooo, hoo, hoo.”

He grins down at the humiliated warrior. “I will take that as a thank you.” He says pulling out and moving between my thighs.

“Oh. Oh gods!” I say in panic. When he raises his hand to strike me I shout. “Please sir. Please fuck me. I’ll ... I’ll be a good g ... girl.”

He smiles at my surrender. Then my world goes white and tingly as his big dick thrusts into me.

I can feel his hands grip my sensitive breasts squeezing them. Then my body shudders when he lightly pinches my nipples. Not as strong as my cunt it still causes electric shocks to shoot all over my body from the hard little buds.

I have no choice but to give in to the sensations.

Eventually I feel his big dick twitch deep in me. My tight pussy filling up with his slimy seed. As he pulls out I can feel it dripping out.

“Th ... thank you sir.” I say exhausted.

The five of us are unceremoniously dumped on the cold hard floor.

“Put these on.” The evil man orders us. Tossing dog collars and chains near us.

There is no fight, only submission as we put them on.

I feel the stiff leather, tight and rough around my neck.

He takes the leashes and orders, “Like the bitches you are now.”

He tugs on our leashes and we follow, dehumanized and defiled, on our hands and knees.

He walks us down a hall to a broken section of wall. Open to the wilderness beyond.

Directly below is a bramble of rose bushes.

“I believe you are strong enough to recover from this.” He lectures us. “I am done here anyway. Now I head north.” As he speaks I can feel his jizz leaking down my thighs. “When you are ready for round two come after me.”

With that he tugs on the chains and boots Silver out the hole. She falls into the thorny bramble a few feet below. Crying out in pain.

One by one we are degradingly shoved out of the keep.

Last to go I yelp as his boot shoves my ass. Here is a moment of free fall. Then pain all over my body as little thorns prick me all over.

When I finally climb out of the roses I find we are surrounded by goblins.

Naked and obviously horny goblins. Silver is already submissively on her hands and knees. As I watch she winces as an oversized green cock enters her from behind.

The other girls follow her example. So I quickly get on my hands and knees as well.

Sparks shoot from my abused cunt as a goblin roughly shoves his cock in me. For a moment his cock is my whole world. Then there is a little slap to my cheeks as a green cock thwacks my face.

Obediently I open my mouth and the stinking bumpy thing pushes to the back of my throat till I gag.

I gulp for breath when I can as the evil little man fucks my face.

Soon my twat is filled with goblin cum. The sticky mess leaking out as the first goblin dick is replaced by another.

Then I can feel the dick in my mouth shudders on my tongue. Shooting its own disgusting bitter mess. I can’t help but swallow some of it, as the rest drips down my chin.

We are each fucked by three or four little men. Then we are led by our leashes to their camp. At least this time we are allowed to walk.

They have some tents and fires set up against a wall of the keep. We are shoved inside individual cages.

In the morning, scraped and bruised, we are pulled out and fucked again. This time it’s their whole band. Five or six goblins each. As they finish with us they pack up their camp. Shoving us back in our cages, they head out.

Presumably to the north.

For a couple hours all we can do is rest.

No one is brave enough to remove their collar.

Finally Gaida speaks up. “I ... I think I can break out of my cage. If anyone thinks that’s ok?” She says meekly. Not like the mighty warrior I know her to be, but more like a frightened girl.

“I ... I think we can.” Silver speaks, sitting up. “We need to get what gear is left to us from the keep and go.”

In agreement we watch as the big girl breaks her cage open. Restoring some of our confidence. Quickly she breaks us out of our cages.

Charity is the first to remove her collar. The rest of us follow suit.

Then saying a prayer she magically heals our cuts and scrapes, And magically cleans us.

Feeling refreshed we head somewhat timidly into the keep.

With no one to stop us we quickly find the room where Dane had raped us. Where he made us, even if only temporarily, his fuck toys.

Our gear was right where it was dropped. With the exception of our disintegrated armor and clothing.

Silver looked exceptionally sad.

“Her armor was all she had left from her order. “ Raven tells us quietly.

With our belts and straps holding our gear on we make quite a sight. A sexy sight I would have said back when I was a man.

Hell, we were a sexy sight either way.

“What about clothes?” I ask.

We search about, but we had been left nothing.

With no other choice we begin the long slog toward the nearest settlement.

The entire way I was very aware of the new breasts on my chest. Their constant weight. The way they jiggled and bounced when I moved. A constant reminder of my humiliation.

“I’m sorry he did this to you.” Charity tells me.

“I ... it’s ok. I don’t know.”

“If it helps, I think you are really attractive. And I still love you.” She says. “Do you still love me?” She says frightened of the answer.

“Of course I do. I will always love you.”

“Even with what a whore I was?” She asks.

“Being a whore is one of the things I love about you.”

She hugs me happily. And we hold hands for a long time.

We make camp that night. Still in the woods.

Next to the fire, Charity and I inspect my new body. My breasts are big. Larger than Silver’s nice tits, but not as large as Charity.

My ass is nicely rounded. “Ooh! I just want to eat it up!” She says.

My red hair, curly now, hangs down to the small of my back. “That will take a lot of brushing.” She tells me.

All in all I am nearly as beautiful as she is. Of course, I was meant to be a man.

Using my Mage sight I see that the runes the shadows inscribed on our bodies are still there.

“I’m not sure what the curse is.” I tell the group. “Likely mine binds me in this form. But I can’t tell what yours does.”

I sleep fitfully that night. Visions of men’s cocks floating at me out of the darkness. And an unknown woman’s laughter in the background.

The next day we approach a village. We dress Silver up in our blankets and send her to buy clothes.

She comes back with a pack full of peasant blouses and long skirts.

“It’s all they had. We can look for more fashionable stuff in a bigger town. After we get some armor.”

I feel strange in the clothes. They are so like my robes, but I know they are women’s clothes. Plus they brush against my big jiggling breasts. Sending little bursts of electric thrills from my now hardened nipples.

When we enter the village I feel very self conscious. Like everyone is staring at my tits.

So we get a couple rooms in the village for the night.

Charity helps me take off my clothes. Pushing me down on the bed.

“Let me show you how nice being a woman can be.”

She kisses me passionately on the mouth. Our tongues exploring each other. Her hands caressing my soft body. I seem to be more sensitive all over as a woman. Her fingers tracing little sexy tingles wherever they touch.

She begins to move down my body. Kissing as she goes. Where her lips touch I experience an intoxicating thrill. Down my neck and onto my breasts.

My world explodes, and I gasp when she sucks on one of my nipples. I hear her chuckle at my response.

“Ah, you like that don’t you? You little whore.” Sucking on my other nipple she pinches and twists the first. My nethers tingling in sympathy with my breasts.

“Oh! Oh gods Charity.” I gasp.

Then she continues down. Kissing my belly. It gives me a chance to calm down for a moment.

She stops to lightly brush my red downy pubic hair. My ... my pussy quivers with each stroke.

Then her fingers drift lower. Lower to brush my sensitive cunny. Every brush a charged burst of ecstasy.

Then she leans in and kisses my nether lips between brushes. Every kiss a burst of excitement.

I grab the bedsheets as she kisses me down there. Moaning my lust. Then I give a little scream as she leans in and sticks her tongue deep in my cunt.

Sucking and licking me. My whole body begins to feel electric. My vision blurs with those white bursts, and my hearing buzzes.

At the edge of my senses, “You haven’t felt anything yet.” Her tongue touches some spot that sends me into a world of euphoria. I am only faintly aware of the room and my lover.

I am drowning in sensation for what seems like forever.

Gradually I come back down.

My body still buzzing as she licks my cunt. Occasionally flicking my clit, causing explosions of pleasure through my body.

Finally she stops and sits up. “Good, huh?”

“I ... I, it’s so much. So much more.”

“My turn.” She moves around and straddles my face. I eagerly begin licking her wonderful pussy. As I do she leans down and continues licking my wet twat.

Eventually we slip into a blissful slumber. Entwined in each other’s arms.

In the morning we dress in our simple clothes. Charity taking a moment to caress my breasts through the thin material.

“Mmm. I like these.” She tells me. “Just wait until we get you a bra. That will make them more manageable.”

Quickly we are on the road. Headed to a major settlement. Somewhere we can get good armor.

We travel for a few days. Stopping at villages along the way. But none of them have anything useful for us.

As we travel we get noticeably more aroused as a group.

Not so innocent touching. Frequent kissing. Holding hands.

I find myself frequently squeezing my breasts without even being aware.

After a week we come across a busy crossroads. A large inn dominates the area. Three stories and a stone wall to protect from raids.

The main room is busy, but we are able to get two comfortable rooms for the night.

Gaida sleeps with us. After a sweet round of lovemaking Charity and I sleep on either side of the big girl.

Just before dawn I hear a scraping sound in the room.

As I start to sit up a sack is thrown over my head in the dark. I yelp as I’m dragged off the bed.

I can hear my companions struggling, and the low sound of men chuckling.

“Oy! This one sleeps in the buff. I hear a man say as I am dragged out of the room.

“Ha! Told ya they were whores.” Says another.

Hands grab at my tits through the rough burlap, as I am dragged down the hall. They slap my ass and grab my pussy.

I can hear all the other girls being dragged behind me. Down some stairs and finally dumped on a cold flagstone floor.

Before I can do anything, the sack is whisked off and I am lifted up. My wrists get tied to a beam across the ceiling.

We seem to be in the cellar. The other girls get tied with their hands above their heads as I watch. Our gear is tossed into a corner as perhaps twenty men fill the room.

“What do you think you are doing?” Silver demands angrily.

SNAP!

A thick leather belt strikes her across the ass, causing her to squeal in pain.

“Shut up, slut. You will speak when spoken to.” The man with the belt orders. I’m pretty sure he is the fat innkeeper. “You whores are my servants now. But you obviously need to be taught your place.”

WHACK! The belt strikes the whimpering paladin again.

Then we all start wailing as laughing, cajoling men whip all our asses.

I’m sure it would have hurt as a man. But as a woman each strike is the center of my world. A burst of fire not only across my ass, but across my soul.

I scream and beg with each loud CRACK! Across my tortured rear.

Just like with Dane I can feel our courage and spirit drain away. Like me, the other girls beg and plead with our new masters.

Finally they relent. The men laughing at our reddened asses. My butt feels like fire ants crawl all over it.

A naked man steps in front of me grinning. His cock hard and ready.

He grabs my knees and lifts my legs up spreading them obscenely.

I want to scream no! Or even shake my head. Instead I just turn away as, chuckling, he shoves his dick into my wet cunt.

That familiar electricity courses through my body as his dick pounds me. Every thrust driving my silly women’s thoughts out of my head.

I watch as the other girls are fucked the same as me. Except for Gaida. No one wants to hold her up so she is bent over a wooden box. Her arms tied behind her back as a man fucks her.

Charity bites her lip and moans while she is fucked. Another man standing behind her. Reaching around to maul her big tits.

Silver has her legs wrapped around her rapist and seems to be fucking him back. As he pulls painfully hard on her nipples.

Raven is openly bawling as she takes dick both in her tight cunt and her even tighter ass.

The first man shoots his spunk deep inside me. All I can do is groan at the humiliation. He is quickly replaced by another, eager man. Then another, and another.

Eventually all the men are satisfied. No more cocks in our exhausted violated bodies. We still hang, cum dripping out of our abused fuck holes, down our thighs and pooling below us.

The innkeeper walks around inspecting us. Prodding and poking and pinching our bodies.

“You sluts made a big mess, didn’t you?” He asks rhetorically. “You will have to clean this up. Then clean up yourselves.” He unties Raven who looks around for a mop or rag or something. “Ha! No. Use your tongue. Slut”

She lowers her head and whispers, “yes sir.” As she drops to her knees.

Face to the floor, the poor girl begins to lick up the disgusting spooge like a cat.

“Good. Good girl.” The fat man says, rubbing her still red ass. I hope you are all as obedient.” He says looking at each of us.

One by one he unties us. No one tries to fight. We have fully accepted our proper place as we kneel down.

My face gets close to the cold musty flagstone. My tongue reaches out and glides into the cold white goo. I begin to slurp up the disgusting bitter slime. The fat man behind me squeezing my ass.

“Mmm, very fine whores.” He says approvingly.

Soon we have cleaned ‘our’ messes from the floor. We are given cold water and rags to clean ourselves up. Then he takes us upstairs. It seems to just be becoming dawn.

He takes us to a large store room that is obviously filled with items stolen from travelers.

For silver Charity and I he picks out low cut, white, linen blouses. The material is so thin you can almost see our dark areolas. We also get short blue, pleated skirts. They barely cover our asses. Then, long white stockings and pink bonnets to top us off.

Raven gets the same skirt and stockings. But her blouse is a crop. Stopping just under her smaller tits. Leaving her tummy deliciously bare.

Then he turns to poor Gaida.

“Nobody wants a fat cow in the common room.” He says with a cruel sneer. He pulls out some rough looking hemp rope and fashions a sort of thong for the big beautiful warrior. She obviously finds it uncomfortable.

Looking at it gives me strange flutters in my tummy. And in my cunny.

“We haven’t had a bootlick in a while. I’m sure you will do a great job. He leads us out front of the inn. On the front stoop is a standard boot brush stand. He removes that and pulls out a chain.

Gaida is made to get on her knees on a couple old horse blankets. Her hands cuffed behind her back and to a metal collar around her neck. The sight of which causes me to reach for my own missing collar. Missing it somewhere deep inside. Her collar connects to the chain attached to the side of the building.

The innkeeper explains that she is the new boot wipe. Her job is to clean mud off of the guests footwear. Sometimes by licking if that is what’s requested.

He patiently explained that she doesn’t have to eat the mud. “You must spit it over the side, you stupid cow. Otherwise you get sick. And we don’t need any freeloaders around here.”

Then he leads the rest of us inside. The big warrior on her knees looking more blob like than I have ever seen her. Her humiliation complete.

Inside we discover that Silver, Charity and I will be serving ‘whores’ as he calls us. Not to be confused with the three serving wenches.

Who are dressed similarly to us but with much longer skirts, thicker more modest blouses, and bras. Also they don’t wear the bonnets.

He explains that the difference is that patrons are encouraged to spill their drinks on our shirts. The thin material will instantly become transparent. Showing off our wet breasts. Apparently the material will dry rather quickly, restoring our modesty. He definitely encourages this as it means his patrons will have to buy more drinks.

Also for five silver our pussies are open for business. Thus the whores in our title. Men can fuck us at any time. That in fact is our main job. Otherwise we are just assisting the other girls in serving food and drink.

Raven on the other hand is given a cigar box to carry around. “These aren’t just any cigars.” Our sleazy master says. “They are ‘Twat Box’ cigars. Really they are just normal smokes, but we charge three times the price.”

He explained that when she sells one she must bend over the customer’s table. This will raise her skirt shamefully. Then the customer gets to dip the cigar into her ‘twat box’ before smoking.

Raven’s face gets even more pale at the thought. Yet she obediently nods for the fat man.

We help clean for a couple hours. Then we start to get a lunch crowd.

We can hear men laughing as they approach the front door. Workmen taking an early lunch. They stop, to look at the basically nude Gaida. The first man scrapes his boots off on her wide thighs. The second leans in and grabs her hair. She grits her teeth and grunts, ‘unh! Unh!’ As he roughly wipes his dirty boots on her massive tits.

When the men enter they are quite happy to see us.

“Ha ha, got yourself some fuckmuffins, eh? They owe you money?” One of the men jovially asks the innkeeper who smiles when they order drinks.

Charity is the one sent to deliver them. When they are set on the table, one of the men grabs her by her snow white hair and dumps half a mug of ale down her front.

Instantly her shirt becomes transparent. Especially where the wet linen clings to her large breasts.

The men laugh uproariously at her shame.

There is no time for the rest of us to dwell on my wife’s humiliation. As more and more men enter.

It takes till my third trip before I am shoved to my back on a table. A big bearded man above me. I gasp at the feeling of cold ale splashing my chest.

When he lets me stand back up I look down to see my blouse sticking to my big tits. Everything is visible through the wet material.

He roughly pinches one of my hard nipples. A jolt runs through my body, and my pussy quivers.

As I serve rowdy men through the rest of the day everything is a jumble of images.

Gaida through the open door. Dirt smeared all over her body, licking the underside of a raised boot as she weeps.

Charity bent over a table her skirt flipped up. Big man fucking her from behind while he shoves her face and tits into the rough table. She sputters and gasps as he slowly pours a mug of ale on her face. She is obviously turned on by the rough treatment and humiliation.

A guy holding Silver’s arms behind her back while one of the regular wenches lifted up her shirt and slapped my friend’s tits.

Raven, wincing, tears in her eyes as she is bent over again and again. Each time she is fucked with cigars by men who think it’s hilarious.

And the fucking. Over and over. Bent over a table, over a chair. Sitting on a man’s lap. On my hands and knees. On my back on a table, on the floor.

Finally the evening winds down. Though, it turns out that’s not the end for us.

For an additional fee a guest can purchase us for the night. Silver, Charity, and myself anyway. Raven is reserved for the innkeeper’s fat ugly son.

I am purchased by an old hacking traveler. He makes me strip nude and spend a long humiliating time getting his wrinkled dick erect with my mouth. He would slap me and berate me every few seconds for being a worthless whore.

My pussy quivered every time.

Then when he was finally erect he just lay there, while I had to straddle him. Bouncing up and down. Fucking myself on his old pecker.

Eventually his old dick spews its slime into me, and he rolls over and falls asleep.

Charity and silver slept with travelers who just wanted someone to fuck and snuggle for the night.

Unfortunately for Raven, she was picked out by the pig-faced fat son of the innkeeper to be his plaything. An unpleasant oafish brute. He took great joy in fucking her tight lesbian ass raw.

The only one of us offered any comfort that night was Gaida. Almost by mistake. She was to sleep in the stables. In an empty stall.

But the stable boy, a kindly young man named Baily, took pity on her. He helped her wash up. And shared his cozy spot in the loft with her. He even asked for her consent before inexpertly fucking her.

The next day we all just seem resigned to our fates.

After lunch Baily came around with a warm bucket of water to help Gaida wash her dirty abused body.

Meanwhile those of us inside are violated and abused all day long with no reprieve.

Made once again to be fucktoys for wealthy travelers.

“I’m sorry my father is doing this to you and your friends.” Baily snuggles the large warrior after a quick round of sex. Under an old, but warm, horse blanket.

“Your father?” Gaida asks, confused.

“Yes. You didn’t know? I’m the innkeeper’s younger son.”

“Why are you out her then?” She asks confused.

“I am not the favored son. My mother was a serving wench. Not his wife. So I was never what you would call well treated. Then one night he caught me as my older brother was raping my ass. So I was banished to the stables and mostly forgotten about. As long as things run smoothly out here no one bothers me.”

“Your own brother?”

“Well, half brother. He doesn’t just look like a pig. He is a monster.”

They rest companionably for a bit. Then the young man asks, “Why don’t you and your friends just leave. You seem like strong women.”

“It’s not that easy.” She says. “We have been cursed. It makes us have to submit.”

“What if I could get your gear? Could ... could you escape then?”

“I ... I don’t know.” She says timidly.

“You could take me with you.” He says hopefully.

She can feel in her the courage coming back.

Whispering, “Go get them and we will see.”

I was on my hands and knees on the wooden floor. Trying to concentrate on anything other than he burning agony coming from my gaping asshole.

“Good, good. You took the medium candles quite well. Now lets start on the big ones.” The man who is my master for the night says as he walks around me. His cum leaks from my well fucked cunt. Slowly his dick gets hard for the third time as he abuses my ass with his larger and larger candles.

Hard wax, once hot and stinging covers my breasts, belly, back, and ass.

When I see the next candle I moan. There’s no way I will be able to take it. I hang my head in defeat. My red hair, slick with sweat pooling on the floor around me.

CRACK!

‘Oof!’ Thud!

The candle man gets knocked across the room. I look up to see Gaida standing in the ruined doorway. A concerned look on her face.

“Get up. We are leaving.” Charity and Silver stand behind her.

They hand me my clothes and I get dressed as my wife says a quick prayer to heal my wounds.

When I get my spellbook back in my hands I start to feel my courage return. It is time to leave.

A young man, the stable boy, leads us downstairs to another room.

Crashing in we find Raven tied down. Beatles crawling all over her writhing body. They cluster around her cunt. Apparently feasting on the cum that leaks out.

Gaida moves in and begins punching the fat innkeeper’s son over and over. Charity and Silver brush the bugs off and untie our rogue friend.

“No!” The stableboy says. “You can’t kill him. They would never stop looking for us. My father has powerful friends.”

So we clean Raven up and head into the night. The stableboy coming with us apparently. His name is Baily.

Two days later we are in a big town called Ogdenville.

During the day we had kept up a brisk pace to get far away from that terrible inn.

At night Baily shared the warrior’s bedroll. The boy was the only man in the group now.

I had to admit I was a little jealous. Though by the time we reached town I’m not sure of who. I sort of wanted to get on my hands and knees and let the boy do whatever he wanted to me.

I suspect we could all feel that submissive lust rising again.

We got three rooms at a nice inn. One run by a rosy cheeked grandma.

Then splitting what little coin we had left we went in search of armor to restock. Separately as couples.

Charity insisted that we get something for me first. Though with our finances low she worried we didn’t have enough to cover underclothes.

So we searched for robes. Finding a nice set very similar to my old wizard robes I tried them on.

“I ... I don’t know. This feels ... wrong.”

It’s not that they are men’s clothes. Wizard robes tend to be pretty unisex. I realize with a small amount of horror that it’s because I have a need to dress slutty.

Shamefully I let my wife know. She ponders the problem for a moment.

“I think I know where to go.” She tells me.

She takes me to a theater. And after striking a deal with their costumer we pick out a tight green gown. It has the sides cut out and a plunging neckline, revealing a good portion of my chest. The skirts are slit all the way to my waist so you can see my legs when I walk.

“We will need to get you some stockings.” Charity says.

Looking in a mirror I feel like a high class prostitute. I instantly know it’s right.

We shop around at a few blacksmiths for Charity, but soon figure chain mail will be out of our current budget.

So we stop at a leather worker.

She tries on a few pieces of hardened leather reinforced with iron rings. But it is obvious she has the same issue that I do.

She admits to the shop owner what she is looking for, and the eager man admits he would be happy to custom make armor for her.

He tells my wife that he should take measurements, and she enthusiastically agrees. He leads us into his workroom so she can strip nude in front of him and his apprentices.

She quickly gets out of her clothes and the man and three teens take their time putting their hands on my wife’s body and measuring her with their tape.

The process isn’t quick. And sensing she would not resist the four of them take obvious liberties with her body. A lot of excited tit and ass squeezing. Some rubbing of her crotch.

Finally the shopkeeper calls off the molestation of my love. Telling us to come back in a couple days for the final product.

She thanks him for his help.

We head back to the inn where we find the others didn’t have much luck either.

Raven wears a dark grey shirt almost as small as the one she wore at the inn. As well as some tiny black shorts. Small enough to show off just a bit of her asscheeks. Her outfit is completed by black knee high boots and black thigh high stockings.

We direct the others to the leatherworker as the best option given our current choices.

Before they go I have everyone strip naked in our room, letting Baily watch. I check everyone with my mage-sight and take notes on the runes that are still cursing our bodies.

Bidding everyone goodbye I head to a local library to do research.

A pair of kindly old men, who can’t stop staring at my cleavage, help me find the books I need in the stacks. I spend my afternoon in research.

I spend a lusty night with Charity. Both of our libidos running high.

Then the next day I am back at my studies. The old men either dropping by or moving past quite frequently.

On the morning of the third day, as she gets dressed, Charity tells me she will probably let the leather worker fuck her.

“If ... if you are ok with that?” She asks worried. “It’s just I can feel that ... I don’t know. That lust building. I think this may relieve some of the pressure.”

“I understand, and I am ok with it. Seems silly to get jealous at this point.”

She responds, “Sure, by this time it’s by choice.”

I smile and give her a deep kiss. “I am fine with it. As long as you come home to me, my love,”

“Always.” She whispers in my ear.

I head back to my research. By midday I can’t stop thinking about her. I bet the apprentices get to have a round with her too. The thought sends tingles up and down my spine. The thought of leather workers getting rough with my beautiful wife causes my cunny to quiver.

I realize my hand has slid under my skirt and is lightly brushing my pussylips.

“Help you with anything Miss?” A scratchy voice from behind makes me jump.

I turn to see one of the old librarians. Did he see? Does he know? Mmm do I want him to?

I’m not experienced at flirting. Or being a woman. But I have spent months watching my wife.

I lightly brush my cleavage with my fingers as I respond. “Oh! You startled me. I’m ... yes, perhaps there is.” I stand and bend way over the table spreading out books. I shift my weight so my dress bares most of my leg.

“These books seem to be helping. But they aren’t quite ... satisfying my desires. In hoping you have something else to offer.” I say glancing back at him with what I hope is a sultry look before turning back to the books and shuffling my notes some more.

“Oh I believe I can accommodate.” He says slyly. His wrinkled hand sliding up the back of my thigh. Under my dress. His fingers lightly brushing my pussylips. I can’t help but moan at the tingles running through me.

“I’ve outlived three wives.” He says. His brushing turning to rubbing. “I know how to satisfy, young lady.”

White bursts of pleasure blind me as his finger flicks my clit every few seconds.

I am panting and doing my best to hold up my quivering body. My palms flat on the glazed wood table.

Now his finger slides into my wet twat. Brushing and rubbing me from the inside. His thumb now constantly rubbing my oh so sensitive clit.

“Unh! Unh! Unh!” I shiver as I reach orgasm. I can barely hear him chuckle as he says, “Mmm. I have always enjoyed a responsive bitch.”

As I come down I feel him lightly pushing me to my knees. “Lets see those tits. My sweet trollip.” He says. I obediently pull down the top of my dress. “Yes. Very nice.” I blush at the old man’s approval of f my new, slutty body.

“Time to see how good a cock sucker you are.” He says pulling out his hard dick.

I eagerly lean forward grabbing his shaft and lightly cupping his wrinkled, hairy balls. I suck his tip into my mouth as I pump him. Tickling it with my tongue.

Slowly I suck more and more of his penis into my mouth. While I continue to stroke him.

Soon he grabs me by My curly red hair and pulls me off his cock. Forcing me to look up at him. “Ah ah ah. You little minx. I’m not done yet. Get on all fours.”

I submissively do as ordered. Wiggling my ass with my need.

He moves my dress out of the way and gets down behind me. He rubs his cock against my hungry cunt.

“Do you want it?” He asks.

I nod.

“I couldn’t hear you.”

“Yes I want it.” I answer. Deliciously humiliated.

“How much do you want it?” He keeps rubbing the tip across my clit. Every time my world explodes with euphoria.

“Mmm, please. I’ll do anything for your cock. I need it so bad. Please I’ll be a good girl.”

With a slap of my ass his dick plunges balls deep into me. I let out a little scream of pleasure. Then I am riding a growing wave of bliss as his balls slap my cunt with each thrust.

Soon I am lost in another orgasm. Riding the pleasure while an old man fucks me. Any thoughts of my lost manhood long gone. I am a whore. A toy for men to use and discard.

As I come back to reality I find a dick rubbing my cheek. I look up into the, not unkindly, smiling face of the other librarian.

Obediently I suck his dick into my mouth. The other man’s cock still pounding me from behind.

The man in front doesn’t last long. Soon I am swallowing his bitter cum. I give the tip of his penis a little kiss as I pull away.

“Ah, lass that hit the spot.” He says as he stands.

Shortly the librarian behind me grunts. And with a few jerky thrusts unloads his balls into my happy twat.

When he pulls out I reach between my thighs and scoop up any mess drizzling out. Slurping it off my fingers for the men’s enjoyment.

I stand and start to pull my dress back up, but the first man lightly grabs my arm. Stopping me.

“Now now.” He says with a smile. “You said you would be a good girl.” So I let my dress drop to the floor. Standing before the two old men in all my naked glory.

“Ah. Very nice.” He says. Causing me to blush again. I do so want to be his ‘good girl’. Nine hells I want to be his sex slave. Though I know that’s mostly the curse talking.

“Perhaps we can assist you in your research. We don’t tend to get people in here very often.”

So for the next couple hours I give him an overview of our curse. Sharing my notes and the stuff I had already researched. All while totally nude.

Both men take advantage of my submissive state. Even after knowing it is the cause of a curse. Though they are fairly gentle about it caressing my body. Especially my large breasts and sweet ass.

Now I sit between them on a couch. Books strewn about as we research and discuss the curse.

“So you used to be a man. But now you are like this. Forced to submit to a woman’s carnal desires?” Glen, the first man asks me. His hand in my crotch lightly caressing my pussylips. Otto, the other man, has a hand brushing and occasionally lightly tugging my red pubic hair.

“That’s right.” I answer. Distracted by their tender ministrations.

“And how do you feel about that? Your manhood stripped away. Forced to serve as a gentleman’s plaything.” Now just of the tip of his finger slides up and down between my nether lips.

“I ... I, um. Mostly don’t think of it now. It seems so long ago.” I gasp when he flicks my clit. “Ah, ah, um. Sometimes I’m resentful though. I was meant to be a man.” I insist.

“Oh, I don’t think that’s true.” He tells me. Pushing first one finger then a second deep into my moist cunt. “I think this is what you were meant to be. A whore.”

I lean back against Otto who happily grabs my big breasts. Squeezing them as he tweaks my nipples.

Glen slowly finger fucking me. Like a slut I spread my knees to give him easy access.

“See. There’s my good girl.” He tells me. Waves of pleasure washing over my body.

“Y ... yes daddy. I’m your good girl.” I tell him. Willing to be whatever he wanted.

“Not a man at all. No sign of masculinity here is there baby?” He asks.

“No daddy. Just your little girl.” I can see him taking out his stiff cock. I want it so bad.

“No man would let this happen to him.”

“That’s right daddy. I’m just your little girl.” Then I gasp as daddy’s dick slide into me. Fucking me on top of Otto, whose cock I can feel poking at my ass.

I let out a whoop, an orgasm taking me, as the dick pushes its way up my ass. I can feel both cocks thrusting deep in me. Filling me up. The orgasm lasts a long time.

As I come down I can feel both dicks depositing their loads. In my twat and in my ass.

“Thank you daddy.” I say as they pull out. Glen smiles and pats my cheek.

“This, truly is who you are.” He tells me.

“Mmm, yes daddy.” I say getting on my knees to suck his dick clean.

Later, at the inn, I tell Charity everything that happened.

“So you liked calling him daddy?” She asks. Her fingers brushing my pussy. Our nude bodies snuggled together in bed.

“Mmm, yes. It made me feel slutty and vulnerable all at once.” My hands squeezing her big breasts.

She tells me about her trip to the leather shop. Sure enough both the shopkeeper and his apprentices had a couple goes at her. Apparently they made her crawl around on all fours while they spanked her ass with leather straps.

Her new armor was a half corset that left her tummy bare, and a short leather skirt, with leg guards. The whole thing way very sexy.

The next day I was back at the library. Glen and Otto getting to enjoy my naked body again. By the end of the day I had completed my research with their help.

Gathering the girls, and Baily, together that night I explained our predicament.

“Much of the curse is about what we expected. We will get increasingly aroused, day by day, until we find ourselves in a situation that can sate that hunger. Specifically we will need humiliating, abusive sex over a period of a couple days to reset ourselves back to normal, so to speak.” I tell them.

“What about sex in between,” Gaida asks.

“Yes, we can slow down the need by fucking. But it has to be outside the group and even that will gradually increase in depravity. At a base we have around a week from submission to submission. We can, maybe, increase that to two.”

“For how long?” Asks Raven.

“As long as we are cursed. For now I don’t have the power or knowledge to break it. And I scoured the library here.” My cunt quivers as I think about how those two old men fucked me down every isle of books.

I continue, “There’s more. Things that oppose us will be less inclined to harm or kill us. They will be looking to capture and rape us.”

“Things?” Silver asks.

“Uh, yeah. Think those lashvines from a couple weeks back.” The girls look a bit uneasy at this. “The curse also physically protects us to an extent. I believe that’s why we feel a need to wear arnor that would be ... uh, less than ideal.”

“Slutty.” Charity says matter of factly.

“Yeah. That’s about it except for my curse also changed me into a woman, obviously.”

“So, how does this not just get us killed. Or permanently turned into slaves.” Silver asks.

“The curse is meant to protect us. I’m not kidding when I say we could probably adventure nude, and come away with little more than scrapes and bruises. And when our submission sessions are done it is designed to help us escape. I think it is intended to get us into various humiliating situations. Though I don’t know why. For the Goddess’s amusement I imagine.”

We discuss the situation for a bit before deciding we need to get out of town. We can’t be more than a day or two away from submitting. Plus we need gold to fund our adventures. And we need resources if we are to ever break the curse.

The next morning we practically flee the town. Everyone obviously aroused. Trying not to flirt with the gate guards as we pass.

Baily had stayed in the town. His knowledge of stables allowing him to quickly get a job.

We couldn’t help wondering what our next ordeal was to be.

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