Decided to do a foray into a short TG story that takes place in the same world as my BE story; let's see how it goes.
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With one final step, the woman stood proudly atop the cliff. Her blonde hair flowed gracefully in the wind, and her bronzed skin gleamed with sweat from the climb. But she had arrived. She fixed her bra strap, which had come loose during the climb, and while she was at it, took the chance to readjust all of the clothing on her curvy body before her partner arrived. She sighed as she noticed her tights had several holes in them. Thankfully, none of them were in compromising places. She pulled her long, fuchsia shirt down past her hips to be sure. Once finished, she turned around to call behind her. ?Hey! Purple! Hurry up ya slowass!? A voice from over the edge responded. ?Yeah, yeah, just because this isn?t my specialty like yours??
A man pulled himself up on the ledge as well, and stretched a bit. He was tall, thin, and pale, and had black hair streaked with purple. He wore no shirt, and golden, priceless treasures hung around his neck on chains of various lengths. Most noticeably, the man was heavily tattooed in elaborate purple designs all along his arms and chest, and the perimeter of his face. ?You got no right to bitch, Purple. You?re the one who dragged us here to start.? ?Well, I couldn?t just leave it unfinished, now could I, Lefty?? ?Lefty? seemed unamused. ?I don?t care if we don?t have all of them. I just wanna make a quick buck so I can sail somewhere.? Purple just laughed, and put on a mock gruff voice. ?Yo ho ho, look at me, a pirate I be, Sinistra be what I called, and I give looks that scald! Yo ho ho ho!? Sinistra was indeed giving him one of the glares from his short ditty. ?I?m not a pirate, ya jackass! I just want to live comfortably and sail! I like the ocean!? ?Yeah, but you can?t even be bothered to wear matching clothes, and you?re addicted to stealing, just like me, man.? ?Shut up.?
Purple led the way, going through the heavily forested cliff top. Sinistra followed, with no idea of where they were headed. ?So why are we even doing this shit again?? He kept walking as he answered. ?Well, if we?re going to go into a museum and steal five of six ancient golden coins, Lefty, then we might as well hunt down and take the last one as well.? ?Why are these stupid things even separated? You?d think they?d keep them all together if they know where they are.? ?Because they?re cursed, fool.? Sinistra stopped. ?Cursed?? ?Yeah, man. They belonged to this witch way back like a thousand and a halfish years ago. She was crazy possessive. Apparently set up this curse for if they all get stolen, man.? ?Do you think they?re cursed?? ?Me? Course. Just like all the rest of my crap here.? He pointed to a sun and moon that were hanging off of him. ?Like these, man. I had nasty diarrhea after grabbing those.? He then indicated an eerie stylized face. ?Or this one. You remember that one; I couldn?t eat solid food for a week, man. Point is, these things are old, man. Any curses on them wore thin ages ago. Whatever they were given, they don?t work right anymore.?
They walked in silence for a bit, and Sinistra noticed something that looked familiar. ?Er? Purple, you sure you know where we?re going?? ?Course I do, Lefty. Why?? She pointed to a small pond, one that they?d gone by twice already. ?Oh.? ?Dammit, Purple! You don?t have any idea where this thing is!? ?Yeah I do, shut up, man.? ?It was so much better when we had Hakira. She was a great leader.? ?Yeah? And that bitch ditched us. Or rather we ditched her. She was messed up, man. She was manipulative and scary violent. We?re better off without her.? ?At least she got us rich. Now we?re putting around in a motorboat.? ?Wait, wait, shut up.? Purple looked at the pond. ?This is it!? He ran full-tilt to it, suddenly much more enthusiastic. Sinistra strolled over after him. ?What?s it now?? ?This pond, man! It?s where the last coin is!? He quickly removed all his gold and threw it to her. ?Ah! These are sharp, jackass!? He ignored her and tossed her the small bag he was carrying as well. ?Here, take these too.? With no more hesitation, he jumped in.
Sinistra waited a few seconds for him to surface triumphantly, but he didn?t return. She set down all the gold, and the bag of coins, and peered into the pond. She could not even see the bottom of it. ?
Holy hell? how deep is it?? She wasn?t really concerned, as Purple was a great swimmer, and would come back up if it proved too bad down there. Right? After more waiting, she pulled a cell phone out of the bag. It had been almost five minutes since he?d gone in. Good swimmer or not, there was no way he?d-
The surface of the water broke, Purple taking in deep breaths and holding his hand, which no doubt contained the coin, in the air. ?Got it! I? I got it!? He pulled himself out of the water, and held out his hand. The coin shimmered a brilliant gold, even though it presumably had spent centuries in there. ?Now let?s put it with the rest and get outta here, man.? She handed over the bag, and he dropped the coin in. ?You should probably keep the phone until I?m dry again, man.? The two walked back to their boat, Purple in a great mood now. ?It?s always so awesome when you manage to get everything in a heist, innit?? ?If you qualify stealing a motorboat, looking across various online sources for a location, and then going to a deserted island like five months after the original theft and getting the last one ?getting everything in a heist?, then sure.? ?Fuck you, man.?
They continued their journey in silence from there, and Purple decided to break it with stupid song again. ?Yo ho ho! Pirates be we, Lefty and me, we sail the sea, searching for booty! Yo ho HO-erk!? The last ?ho? in the song had come out rather high. Sinistra snickered. ?The hell was that? You going through puberty again?? ?Shut up, Lefty!?, he squeaked. Purple cleared his throat a few times, gargled, spat, and made all manner of guttural noises. ?Testing? alright, back to normal. Cool, man.? Unbeknownst to him, inside the bag, the coins were all glowing a vivid reddish pink.
They reached the boat, and Purple jumped in to start it up. Sinistra impatiently waited. ?The hell?s taking so long?? ?Uh? it?s stuck or something, man. I can?t get it started.? He got back out, and crouched in the water next to it, inspecting the motor as best he could. ?Don?t see anything wrong with it. Huh.? He stood back, and looked at the boat from near Sinistra. She noticed something significant. ?Uh? Purple? How tall are you?? ??bout 6?2. Why?? ?Well, I?m 5?7.? ?So?? ?Look at me.? Purple turned and looked down, but his eyes were met with her cleavage. He looked forward then, confused, and saw straight into her eyes, perfectly level with her. ?That? what? That ain?t right.? He looked down again and saw the ends of his pants bunched up at his feet. ??I just lost half a foot. That?s not something that happens every day.? ?No shit.? ?Well then, genius, why?s it happened, then, man?? ?Hell if I know? but look at yourself!?
This time, the change was observed, and his body became more slender, more feminine. His arms thinned, and his hands became smaller. His legs became thinner, as did his waist, and he had to hold up his pants now to keep them on. His waist came in more than the rest, giving him a slightly noticeable girly-looking body curve. His only response was to tighten his belt. ?Wait a second? Gimme the bag back!? She passed it to him, and he quickly opened it. He looked inside, and then appeared relieved. ?Haa, lookit this.? He held the opening facing her, and a strong red-pink was emanating from it. ?Toldja it was cursed, man.? He became aware of his hair brushing his neck and shoulders now, a departure from the roughly halfway down his face he normally kept it.
The two waited for any more changes, but they seemed to be done, and the glowing stopped. ?Right. I?m kinda curious what that one originally had.? He looked down at himself, at his feminine shape and stance he had taken. ?Eh, not an issue. I?m sure we could find a sorceress to fix this for me. I know of one outside Ceyllitar.? ?You mean the one with the incident? I don?t like the sound of that.? ?Pff, what?re our other options, man? We gonna march straight into the city and go to one of their medical places, and hope they don?t ask questions? No way! And ?sides, I hear she found the lost princess. She can?t be all bad.?
Purple paused, thinking, before asking in a tangential manner, ?Oh, hey, speaking of Ceyllitar and its princesses? you ever seen the older one? She?s smokin? hot, man!? ?What does that have to do with anything?? ?No, I?m serious. She?s got this huge-ass tits! They?re ridiculous. They?re like out to here!? He held his hands out far in front of his chest. ?Way bigger than yours, man. No offense, though. Yours are pretty fine too.? But Sinistra was not paying any attention to the comment, and was staring at his chest. ?The hell you?? He looked down himself, and saw small mounds had formed. ?The fuck?!? He slowly reached up and touched the small lump, and it moved accordingly. ?Why do I have boobs? WHY DO I HAVE BOOBS!?? He lifted the bag again, which he had been holding loosely, and saw it glowing more intensely than before.
Sinistra could do nothing more than stare. ?P-purple! You look like a girl! The height, the voice crack, the thinness? you?re turning into a girl!? ?I am not, man!? His voice had returned to the pubertyish cracking pitch it had earlier. ?I?m still a guy! This isn?t turning me into a chick! That?d be stupid! Look, man, I still got my fa? face?? Even as he said this, his face was changing too. His jawline was becoming less pronounced, his cheekbones less protruding. His nose, already not very large, became a petite, upturned cute little thing. His eyes changed from their grey into a blueish, and eyelashes grew out further. His lips became thicker, fuller, and took on more of a red hue than before.
He touched his face, feeling all the differences, and was beginning to panic. ?No, man! What kinda sorceress puts this on something!? Who turns men into women, Lefty!? Oh!? His butt grew out a bit, putting on some feminine fat, and helping keep his pants on. ?No way! Stop it now! What is this!?? He turned to look, and, though not large, his butt had an unmistakable feminine curve to it. ?Now what?s going to happen next, man?? ?Can?t you feel anything coming?? ?No! Not a thing!? ?Well, you got your overall build? and your face? and your uh? chest and rear seem to be starting?? ?So what things does that- oh. Oh no. Please, please no!? He quickly reloosened his belt, his pants sagging, but still kept barely on by his female rear. He violently swatted at his pants, and they slid down the rest of the way, revealing his smooth, slender legs. All the little hair on them was gone. More pressingly, though, he pulled his boxers out far, and fixed his eyes on its contents.
Even as he watched, his manhood and the two accompanying it lazily but smoothly retracted into him. ?No! No way!? He dove in one of his hands after them, but barely missed, and instead felt a new, foreign slit where they had been. He, or rather she now, ran her hand around the perimeter of the undeniable proof that she was a woman, in disbelief. In an unnecessary final confirmation, she carefully slipped a single finger in, and promptly retracted after feeling it. She removed her hand from herself, and just stared despondently down her body. They both stood in silence. Sinistra was shocked. ?Purple? What? what happened?? Purple suddenly released her boxers with a snap, exhaling a long, slow sigh. ?Well-?. She quickly stopped. Her voice was completely woman now. And rather seductive sounding, too. This could prove useful. ?Well, there?s no use angsting about it, man. It?s done with. And I really don?t think that witch knows magic to fix this. Might as well enjoy it.? Now with a complete turnaround in attitude, she excitedly awaited the next thing. Her hair continued to grow, running down the small of her back, and flowing over her shoulders down her front. She impatiently flung it all behind her. ?No man, I want the exciting stuff. Where?s- ooh, there we go!?
Her butt pressed outward some more, this time dragging her hips and thighs with it. She was really beginning to get some volume down there, as her hips widened to womanly proportions. She could feel her bottom weighing her down, and she tried changing her stance a bit, jutting it out far. She grabbed the top of her boxers, and pulled them back to their proper place, where they were now easily supported by her large rear. ?Dang, this is nice, man.? She walked unsteadily over to the water again, wobbling as she got used to her different and constantly, minorly changing center of gravity. She observed her clear reflection within. ?Wow, I?m hot. And?? She turned a bit, putting her ass in view. ?Oh~. ?s even bigger than yours, I think, Lefty. Come on over here, give her a squeeze.? ?What? No! Purple, you?ve just turned into a woman! This is all you have to say?? ?Hey man, shit happens. What?s bitching about it gonna accomplish? And suit yourself, then.? Purple engaged in feeling her lower body, sliding her hands up her thick thighs, across her wide hips, and stopping to squeeze her big, round butt. She delighted in the feeling. ?Mmm? y?know, maybe this isn?t so bad? I only got one issue?? She grabbed all her jewelry, wheeling it around her neck so it landed on her back. She then placed her petite hands on her equally small breasts. ?Would it have killed the witch to have-?
As if on cue, her breasts began to swell, moving her lightly-placed hands off of her chest. ?Oho, so the old and dead aren?t leaving me stranded.? They slowly puffed up, becoming too much to fit her hands over. She rose her head up to Sinistra, beaming. ?I think these might get bigger than yours, man.? Sinistra stood, arms folded, a look of both curiosity and disapproval on her face. ?Is that something to be proud of, Purple? You were a man not ten minutes ago.? ?God, you just can?t go with the flow, can you? Loosen up, man. Ooh, I got it! Come over here and take off your shirt! We can compare!? Sinistra was having none of it, so Purple just returned to watching her growing bosom as it swelled gently into her hands. She giggled as her nipples and areola grew and spread from what were small man nipples, becoming big, lovely, soft and pink. She released her breasts to play with one, and it became hard surprisingly fast, no doubt due to the fact that she was already turned on by her body. She stopped there, just to do one last check to be sure she was finished everywhere else.
She turned away from Sinistra, lowering her boxers off of her plump behind. Sinistra could not be bothered to avert her eyes, but voiced her thoughts all the same. ?Purple, have some damn shame!? Purple ignored her, and stuck her hips forward, bending her back as far as she could to get a good view of her crotch. Yep, there was no doubt about it. She was in possession of a very female pussy. One that was oddly hairless already. She could see and feel its moistness, likely from her very dirty thoughts of what she would do next time she was alone. She giggled again, finding all of this hilarious for some reason. She pulled her boxers back up, and saw that her breasts seemed to be finished. She gingerly lifted one. ?Dang, man, these are heavy. How do you put up with ?em? And they?re definitely bigger than yours. Oh, but I am gonna have fun with them later?? Sinistra waded into the water after her. She removed her shirt, handing it to the freshly-made woman. ?Put this on. Give yourself
some measure of decency.? Purple sighed and obliged, taking her golden ornaments and throwing them uncaringly into the boat. She pulled the shirt over her head, and paused when it was around her neck. She suddenly reached out and grabbed the chest of her opposite with both hands.
Sinistra shrieked, and ripped Purple?s hands off of her. She threw her arms over her chest, turning her torso away. ?The HELL was that for?!? Purple then grabbed her own, sizing them up. ?Oh yeah, much bigger. I just need some kinda support. I get the feeling these will got uncomfortable fast.? ?Well I?m not giving you my bra, bitch. The entire point of this was to not have either of us running around topless.? She fixed her bra strap again as she spoke. ?Whatever, man. I say the boobies should be free.? Purple pulled Sinistra?s shirt over her chest, noting how tight it was on her noticeably larger bosom. She could see, amusingly, her own nipples poking through it. She went to touch one, but Sinistra slapped her hand. Purple went and grabbed up the bag again, having dropped it some time ago, and looked inside. The glowing had ceased, and somehow she knew it was for good. Suddenly she remembered something, and panicked, grabbing Sinistra by the shoulders. ?OH shit! What?m I gonna do at the next annual Painted Thieves meeting, man?!?
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If you thought that was good, and like BE, then as I said at the top, I've got an ongoing story over there, too.
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