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The Khajiit's eyes fluttered open, a soft exhale escaping her lips as she rolled onto her side wearily, her arms shaking with the effort. The bed was drenched in sweat and pheromone-laden juices, and the smell of a night's enjoyment was palpable. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she looked around curiously, ears flickering at the sounds of morning birds as she became fully conscious. "wh...what happened to me?" she whimpered, and then gasped at the sound of her own feminine voice. She stood, shakily, knock-kneed as she tried to stay on her feet, her naked body still weary from what had come before. Her dusky grey fur was matted down, and, able to stay on her feet at last, she looked down at herself, shocked at what she found. "Is....is this me? I..." her voice trailed off as her hands moved to caress her plump, perky breasts, clenching her supple thighs together as she felt an unfamiliar sensation between her legs.

"Uhnnn...." she groaned in pleasure at the feeling of a woman's arousal, wholly unfamiliar with the electric tingle that ran down through her body to her groin as she groped and fondled her own chest, the pulsating of her clitoris making her fall to her knees. "No!" She slammed her palms on the wood-slatted floor of the cot, and pulled herself back to her feet, crossing her arms over her buxom chest while blushing in embarrassment. She stood before a mirror, taking up one corner of the small abode, looking at her nude body with a snarl of resentment and confused fear. She closed her eyes, reciting to herself what she could remember... "My name....is Kair Bloodmaw....my birthplace is in Elsweyr...I am the pirate prince of the topal sea....I am MALE!" Looking at the mirror once more, eyes flaring in the darkness, Kair smiled slightly as he saw his new body change at will, if only for his muzzle's fur to change to a crimson color, and eyes to become his own green shade. "Well...that's a start" he said to nobody in particular.

Somewhat placated, he ran a hand through his new body's brighter red hair, brushing it behind the ears. He turned his attention to figuring out why he was in this particular predicament. "What...happened to me? Last I remember...I was in Anvil, confronting those three bitches out at Gweden Farm...one was a spellsword...could she have....oh by the nine!" Kair's hand- newly slender and feminine at that- ran idly over her belly, only to realize that there was a distinct glow of warmth emanating from her womb....and a hard, elongated ridge at the heart of it, pressing through the skin.

"Oh gods...I was soul-trapped." Closing his- or rather, her- eyes, tears forming at the corners, Kair winced in pain and shock as (s)he withdrew a black soul gem from within her new body's womb, forcing him to spread her thighs, slide two slender fingers within her very new- and very sensitive, she found- vagina, the lips spreading painfully as she slid the crystalline formation out from between the legs, a coating of vaginal drool stringing from within her body to the gem's cold, black surface. She shuddered as the chill gemstone brushed against her still-throbbing clitoris, sending a quickly-becoming-familiar tingle through her groin, along with a flood of warmth up her body. Kair grimaced at the sensation, not wanting to enjoy this feeling of unbridled pleasure in such an unfamiliar way...and such an unfamiliar body.

"Stupid....how careless I was....and now, how careless this woman seems to have been," Kair growled, looking down at his new body once more. It was clear that, in the fits of some lustful fantasy, the previous owner of Kair's new body had grabbed a black soul gem off of her shelves, and used it to pleasure herself, only to have the soul trapped within unleash its prisoner's essence directly into her body, replacing her very soul. Kair had been the trapped soul, and now her body was his. "Too bad....I hate to see one of my Khajiit kin meet such an end...especially one so pretty" He tapped a claw against the crystal's sides, there was no chance she'd be in there...the warm glow Kair had felt from within was only residual- both from the orgasm and the crystal inside her- the soul gem was dull and lifeless now, emptied of Kair's trapped animus.

"Pretty indeed..." Kair turned back to the mirror, examining his new form once again, now free of the soul gem-bulging womb. Her body was slender and lithe, with a slim, toned belly and supple curves, complemented by a rounded, tight rear and perky, plump breasts that- as Kair had just found out- were just right for squeezing and groping. Kair smiled, showing her fangs, she liked the way her new form complemented her blood-red facial markings and alluring, emerald eyes. Posing for his own sake, she hefted her new breasts in both hands, caressing them and flicking at the perky nipples, feeling that electric tingle jolting to her crotch again. The flush of arousal adding a new shade of red to Kair's cheeks, she had to force herself to stop, catching her breath, before taking care of more pressing concerns.

"How long have I been trapped even?" Kair muttered to herself, glancing out the window of the cabin and smiling as she saw a stream and heard the roar of a waterfall nearby. Still nude, she strode out to it, no more than fifty paces from the shack that she now...owned. The Khajiit shivered as she stepped into the icy water, the cold biting in the early morning air. Kair blushed as he felt his new body's reaction to the cold, nipples perking noticeably. She yipped, clenching her legs together as she entered deeper water, feeling the shocking sensation of icy water lapping against the pink lips of her pussy, making her clench her legs together, crossing her arms over her chest and feeling her own arm fur rubbing against her overly-sensitive nipples. "Brrrr....oooh...been a while since I felt this cold...guess this isn't Cyrodiil...maybe Solstheim?" Kair thought to himself. Closing her eyes and stepping into the shallows beneath the waterfall, the newly-female Khajiit let the chill waters calm her racing mind, the steady pattering of the waters washing through her hair and fur, rinsing the sweat and lust from her body.