Chapter 138

“What the hell?” Natalie said, the shock piercing through her grogginess. She stumbled to her feet, the motion feeling extremely odd. Not just because of her limbs, which were shorter than they should be, but all of it. Her breasts, which were smaller—though not by much—her hair, her general build, and most importantly, that she no longer had a cock.

She’d already gone through the experience of gaining it, so she wasn’t quite as baffled by losing it, but the heavy weight of it sitting between her legs had definitely become familiar. So, no longer having the weapon squished into her panties was, again, odd. Disorienting.

Then, at seeing Ana—in Natalie’s own body—staring down at her own crotch, frowning, Natalie realized the opposite was true.

Ana had a dick.

“This is strange,” the mage commented idly. She adjusted her pants, then winced as never-before-felt sensations fired through her. “Oh. And it’s getting hard. I didn’t mean to do that.”

What the hell was Natalie supposed to say to that?

“What the hell. Oh gods, what’s happening?”

The only reasonable response at a time like this.

Ana cleared her throat, seeming uncomfortable at whatever was going on between her legs. Even through Natalie’s thick adventuring leather armor pants, she could see the bulge appearing. Her cock wasn’t easy to hide—not even when soft, to be honest. Eight inches wasn’t on the small end, and she was pretty thick, too.

And it was Ana’s now.

And Ana’s body was hers.

A headache appeared. She looked away from Ana, who was squirming in place, having to deal with new sensations firing through her. It was too much for Natalie’s brain to handle. As much because Ana had a cock, as that Ana had her cock. She placed a hand on her forehead and tried to steady her spinning thoughts.

“I guess I’ll just ignore it? Hm. It’s rather difficult.”

“You knew?” Natalie asked.

“Knew?”

“That I had one.” That was another reason behind Natalie’s discomposure. She’d thought Ana had been clueless about the addition between her legs. Instead, it seemed Liz had been the only one in the party not to figure it out.

“I suspected,” Ana said. “Especially recently. I’ve caught you adjusting yourself once or twice.” She frowned down at her crotch. “And I understand why you would need to. How big is this thing?” She tried to pull open her waistband to take a peek, but with her belt and gear on, she couldn’t quite manage.

Of course, at Ana trying to catch a glimpse of her own cock, Natalie protested. “H-Hey. Don’t do that. That’s mine.”

Ana paused. “Right.” She stopped trying to peek in, though she did awkwardly try to adjust her erection for a second or third time. “I apologize. I’m not sure how to handle this.”

That made two of them.

“Okay,” Natalie said, trying to take control of the situation. “Okay. So. We’re in each other’s bodies.”

Ana gave her an odd look. As if Natalie’s discomposure was unwarranted. Of course Ana could take it mostly in stride. The never-ruffled, nearly expressionless practical woman. Natalie, herself, could not. Ana had Natalie’s dick between her legs. And not in the good way.

“Yes,” Ana said. “I assume we’ve entered a challenge room. I consider that fortuitous, considering the strength of Elizabeth’s wand. Perhaps we’ll get something of equal worth.”