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Daro was sitting at the top of his high tower gazing at the stars when one of them fell. The soothsayer got to his feet, his mind racing as his gaze followed the celestial body's descent. A star's fall was an uncommon event and he was witnessing it. Such an occurrence could only mean something extraordinary, but what? Was it a gift from the heavens, a bountiful blessing of the gods? Or was it punishment, a strike against fallen followers or a mortal whose pride had grown too large? Maybe it signaled the arrival of a new age of enlightenment and fortune. On the other hand, it could just as well foretell the coming of a dark era of strife and ignorance. Daro could not know exactly what, for the possibilities were nearly endless. The gods were insane, after all.

The soothsayer's excitement only rose when he saw that the star's path seemed trail towards his immediate area as if it might actually drop near him. He didn't even care that it crashing so close could actually kill or seriously maim him. He would be witnessing something momentous no matter what.

As the star drew closer, it was no longer but a speck in the sky. Now Daro saw it as a great blue ball of fire streaking ever nearer to its destination. Before he knew it, the star streaked past him and into the distance. When it impacted, the ground trembled. Daro fell backwards, barely catching himself on the stone floor. After the ground had ceased shaking, he quickly got to his feet just in time to witness a bright flash wave of light that

swept outwards from the crash.

Robbed of his sight, he stumbled about the tower and rubbed at his aching eyes. When he bumped against one of the tower's crenellations he came to a halt before he could fall off and steadied himself against it. From there, he forced his eyes opened and continuously blinked until his vision began to return ever so slowly. After a time he could see again. He looked up to the site of the star's fall and squinted. He couldn't make out anything for it had fallen farther away than he had anticipated. It mattered not. It was still close enough that he could be by it within a few hours' time at most. He was not going to miss the making of history.

Daro turned away from the sight of the crash and ran down the tower's stairway. He only paused once to grab a stout walking stick, a charm of eagle bones, and a small sack filled with various reagents. Then he was running down the steps again. Within a few minutes he was out of the tower and making his way towards the fallen star. It was the dead of night so he moved at a slow, deliberate pace. He really didn't mind for he knew he would be the first to arrive at the star. The nearest town was approximately an hour away on foot and there was little chance anyone was out here with him. It was why he lived in the tower in the first place, because it was usually just the stars, the studies, and himself. Occasionally someone would come out to him for his soothsaying services, but these visitors were thankfully infrequent.

While Daro walked to the fallen star, he once again thought of it and its characteristics. Blue fire could be a sign of Eohr and his scorching vengeance or Ewtia and her cleansing flame. He muttered a prayer to both deities just in case. Alternatively, the flames could represent no deity in particular, but a rebirth or renewal or maybe even a change in climate. An eternal summer! Daro shivered not at the thought, but the current chill. He liked this idea especially if it meant that it would be no longer cold at night.

All of Daro's predictions were put on hold when he arrived at the outskirts of the fallen star. Surprisingly, there was no crater to speak of. It was still obvious something had landed, however, thanks to the large chunks and bits of luminous blue material that shed wispy, white mist that were scattered around the area. He bent down and tried to lay his hand on a particularly large piece that stood embedded into the ground. He hadn't maintained even a second of contact before he withdrew his hand and blew on it.

He retreated from the heated chunk and glanced around the rest of the area. Among the ruins of the star was nothing he had been expecting: not a deity bound to the mortal world or a cache of mystical items or even a fallen angel. The glowing blue remnants were it. It was all so disappointing.

Daro sighed and was about to turn away from the fallen star when he caught sight of something that intrigued him. A dull black sphere rested atop a cylindrical grey pedestal in the epicenter of where the star had fallen. He hadn't seen it before thanks to a few jutting spikes of the blue material blocking his view. Now that he could see it, he realized that there might be something of interest in the starfall after all. He hurried towards it, though he was careful to avoid contact with the blue debris.

Upon arrival at the sphere, he look it over. There was nothing inscribed upon its surface, no clues to which god, demon, or presence it might belong too. He had secretly been hoping it might do something when he was around it, maybe speak in an unknowable language or show him visions of a future only he could prevent, but there was nothing. Its color remained its same uninteresting hue as before.

He sighed. It seemed he had been wrong. Though the star's fall was obviously not anything normal, it was nothing special either. He might as well head back to his tower now. History was not being made today. He'd probably see some scavengers take whatever the star offered within a week's time.

The soothsayer turned away from sphere. As he did, the quarter of the pedestal suddenly opened up with an audible click. He twisted his head around just in time to see a black substance flow out open container. Before he could react, it wrapped itself around his legs. In surprise he dropped his walking stick and bag. He shuddered at the prickling sensation it brought as it quickly engulfed the limbs, clothes included. He tried to take a step away but he only managed to slightly stretch the substance while still remaining in the same place.

More of the substance flooded out of the pedestal and moved to cover the rest of his body. It surged up his legs past his crotch, ran over and up his chest, and slicked just up to his chin. He tried to move again to no avail. He was eerily calm despite the fact that he was nearly paralyzed and coated with a strange substance which properties he knew nothing about. He knew he really should be panicking but the way the substance clung and caressed his body felt comfortable and almost...pleasurable. For a moment, he relaxed his entire body and was surprised to find that the substance actually held his weight completely. Only when the substance oozed past his chin and started to cover his face did he lose some of his calm. It quickly returned, however, when his cranium was completely engulfed. Though he could see nothing within the dark confines, he could still breathe somehow and the sight of naught but black was strangely soothing.

Now that the substance was completely adapted to Daro's form, it began to adapt him to it. The fibers of Daro's clothing were quickly broken down by the nanites, any useful components saved for future use while those parts worthless were filtered out of the suit and into the air in tiny particles. Now that Daro was completely naked underneath the dark substance, the nanites had unrestricted access to his flesh. They began their work on his skin, replacing pink, soft flesh and hair with overlapping scales that together made up a hardier hide. While nanites poured into his body via ears and nostrils, the digits on his hands and feet grew out into sharp, hardened talons. The joints in his legs twisted and his heels lifted slightly as he shifted from an unguligrade to a digitigrade stance. While his limbs slenderized, the nanites within toiled. They quickly empowered the limbs by converting flabby, unused muscle into lean strength. They then coaxed growth in the spine, causing a nubby tail to poke out of the suit. It quickly sprouted into a fully-fledged flexible appendage covered with yellow scales though striped throughout with blue rings widthwise.

Daro unconsciously flexed his new tail as the changes progressed to his cranium. His ears melded into to the sides of his face while his face pushed forward into a reptilian muzzle, his nose replaced by the snout at the end. His tongue thinned and lengthened simultaneously as did nearly likewise, forming into sharper, carnivorous tools. Additional teeth grew in to fill missing spots within his new mouth. With this, the black substance oozed downwards until his cranium was no longer covered. His eyes, which had been closed until now, opened, revealing reptilian slits with green sclera and pupils the same shade of yellow as jaundiced flesh.

He glanced down at his new body in surprise. By this time, his calm was wearing off. He was now beginning to feel troubled by the freakish changes inflicted upon him, but they weren't over yet...

His torso, which had yet to be affected by anything other than the growth of scales, was next to shift. The fat in his slightly pudgy belly drained out and downwards and around to his back. In the meantime, his chest took on a more muscular physique so that it was in line with the rest of his athletic body, yet less broad than before. His shoulders and waist narrowed simultaneously while his hips widened, lending him a curvier, more hourglass-like figure. Before his body could make use of the transplanted fat, the nanites abruptly shifted their focus to his crotch.

Daro winced as the black material tightened. Though it felt fine on most of his body, his groin felt particularly tight. Indeed the material was nearly scaletight at this time and the bulge at his crotch was particularly noticeable compared to the rest of his slim, almost feminine form. The soothsayer was distraught to see this rectified when the bulge began to recede. He hadn't felt any of the other changes, but this one sent strange sensations of both pleasure and pain. He tried to do anything he could to move, but his arms were stuck to his side. The only movement he was allowed at that moment was with his tail and his retreating genitals. He whimpered when he saw that his shaft was only one-inch and that his tiny testicles were nearly indistinguishable among the black substance. Still, he was sorry to see them disappear entirely even if he hadn't often used them to their full potential.

He glanced down at his smooth crotch, unsure what was going to happen next. When the flesh on his crotch split into a vertical slit, he gasped. The slit widened the slightest bit as the flesh on either side pushed out the slightest bit so she possessed a puffy pair of feminine netherlips. She stared uncomprehendingly at her new sex. The substance tightened around her body again, ensuring that any observer could see a clear outline of her puffy labia. It didn't make her feel any better about the alterations. In truth, she was about to panic before the nanites reached around her mind. The tiny machines swirled around her brain, soothing her and beginning the implantation of new knowledge and programming.

In the meanwhile, the relocated fat from before finally applied itself. Her rear plumped into a sensuous form, while the fat in her upper chest combined with the flesh under her nipples to swell into a pair of pert breasts that were not too large that they would get in the way of the physical activities her body was conditioned for. She unconsciously raised a taloned hand and groped her breast. Immediately she felt the new sensation of heated arousal within her new sex and it felt wonderful. She squeezed her breast again, causing her tongue to fall out of her mouth as she panted in pleasure. She looked down at the held breast and considered it for a moment. Flexing her new tongue, she pushed the breast higher and then lowered her muzzle. Experimentally she extended her tongue and then licked the surface of breast until she reached her nipple. She shuddered as the heat in her nethers grew. She gave the breast another lick, causing her to tremble even more deeply this time. It hadn't felt like there had been anything between her tongue and the flesh, as if the black substance wasn't even there. She stared down at her pussy. The substance around it was darker almost as if...

She removed her hand from her breast and lowered it to her feminine lips. She felt around the area and found it moist, which was not a surprise given her level of arousal. Despite having only possessed her sex for but a few minutes, she already wanted to play with it. Without a moment of hesitation she dug a claw into her folds. She barely kept what would have been a shriek to a whisper as pleasure enveloped her, but was unable to keep her balance as her legs gave out. Surprisingly the substance let her fall and so she did onto her back. Not even realizing her new freedom of movement, she was about to sit up and reach for her pussy again when she caught sight of her tail and a sudden thought struck her. With only the slightest bit of concentration she was able to control her tail enough to guide the tip towards her slit. It hovered before it as she held her breath in anticipation and then it lunged forward, the substance shifting aside just in time for the tail to penetrate her sex. This time she was unable to stop herself from moaning at the pleasure sensations evoked from the act. Her walls actually clamped upon the tail as she thrust it deeper inwards as if it were a cock and not her appendage. She dug a little deeper, moaning even louder as her tail ground against her clit. She tried to push even further and then squealed as she orgasmed. Her soaked tail slowly slid out of her moist sex and languished in between her legs, the substance covering her pussy once more.

In the afterglow, she lay flat on the ground as her mind tried to process the pleasure of her first female orgasm while struggling against the changes the nanites intended to wrought. Within her mind the struggle was brief. Her personal memories from before seemed less important somehow. They did not fade or become subsumed or erased, but they moved elsewhere. They were to be only used for reference and not for the motivation behind her future actions. Knowledge of the star the substance encasing her had arrived in filled her mind, as well as data about worlds beyond her own and those that traveled them. She began to recognize her purpose. Her first protocol was that of scout and reconnaissance, the second of soldier, and the third breeder.

Daro shakily got to her feet and looked down to her crotch. The substance around it was now the same hue as the rest of her suit for it had already absorbed the results of her masturbation. She oriented herself towards the black sphere. The suit allowed her freedom of movement now that she knew her proper role. In fact the suit no longer controlled her--she controlled the suit through her attuned mind. She stepped forward and placed her hands on the sphere. The substance retreated from her hands, allowing her to access the DNA verification of the beacon. Once she had inputted the proper code, a dim blue luminescence began to emit from the sphere. It quickly grew in intensity until it would have been blinding for Daro to look at had she not had the substance cover her face, allowing her to see still through slightly transparent covering over her eyes. She bent down and reached into the open section of the pedestal and withdrew an odd-looking rifle. She put it over her back where it adhered to her suit, staying in place.

Daro backed up from the beacon and turned away from it, her makeshift mask melted away as she did so. She slowly began to walk away from it, musing of what was to happen next. She had fulfilled her first obligation as scout. When this planet's inhabitants came to dismantle or steal the sphere, she would serve as soldier. She wouldn't kill them--oh no, there were still there at least three other suits' worth of nanite material within the pedestal. She hoped one of them was configured for male. She smiled as she thought how much she yearned to gain some experience in the third protocol. Until then she would have to hunker down and wait for those who would seek the star after having seen it fall.

She turned and gave the beacon one last glance. Blue--blue indicated to higher that the planet's primary inhabitants were mostly modular. More stars would fall soon enough.