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In the middle of a deep woods, there stood what appeared to be a chapel - an old, somewhat rundown building that clearly hadn’t been touched in a while. To anyone looking from the outside, the religious themes were more than hinted at, with reliefs of reverent figures and highly decorative designs on the glass and the walls. There was no question that it was meant to be important to someone in the past, but the rumors about danger kept most from exploring any further to find out who that was. To most, only the name was known.

“The Church of Gynolokos.” Standing in front of the building, Gideon looked up and down at the façade, marveling at the amount of work that had gone into it. There was little question that he was impressed, and not just from a casual observer’s standpoint. “A religious organization by women and for women. Extolling the virtues of femininity and presenting themselves as a bulwark against the oppressive nature of men. Some called them a cult...I guess it’s not surprising that most of those have been males.”

“I’m familiar with the idea.” Standing next to the human was a much larger and buffer lizardman by the name of Korell. “They’ve shown up in a lot of texts of minor religious movements. Some of them even manage to treat them impartially. I’m kind of surprised you were interested in them, though, they seem a bit too, ah, modern for your tastes.”

“Heh, it is a lot closer to the present than I usually look into...but hey, it means a rare chance to look at some stuff that has a context I can actually relate to, and there’s probably a lot of things that we can learn about them from writings that haven’t disintegrated with time. Being a scholar of secrets can be a rough business sometimes, it’s nice to have a chance to see something halfway intact.” All his life the mysteries of the past, the lost civilizations and societies, the wondrous and terrible things they knew and did, had fascinated Gideon to his core. It was only natural that he would spend his life turning to the scholarship of these things, and he proved to be pretty good at it. To him, it was more than just idle curiosity - his work could unearth the threats of ancient evils and put them to rest before they had a chance to rise again. He was no warrior, by far, but all he needed to do was present the knowledge and the right people could take care of business.

Korell, on the other hand, certainly didn’t look the part of a scholar. Having grown up trained to be a knight, he seemed more like a bodyguard than a match for Gideon’s mindset and experience. Yet, a few minutes talking with him would show he had more than a passing interest in the subject himself, much more so than any discussion of knighthood or the like. He and Gideon had grown to be good friends over the matter, and they did almost all their exploration together - having a combat background certainly came in handy for some of the more dangerous expeditions, especially since Gideon didn’t really have much beyond a few magic tools at his own disposal.

“You’re right about that, it’ll be nice to explore a place that hasn’t been raided to hell and back. Though, I guess that kind of makes us the raiders, since we’re planning on taking some of those writings if we can find them.”

“Just an unavoidable consequence. We can’t really preserve the writings if we don’t remove them from their original context. While I wish we could preserve these locations exactly how they were, it’s more important that we know what secrets they hold and be able to bring them to light. Maybe they didn’t have anything that could threaten the world as we know it...but if they did, making sure that everyone knows about it is more important that historical preservation.”

“I’m with you on that. Shall we?”

“Yeah, let’s go in.” Korell took the lead, carefully sweeping over the area with his spear to search for any hidden traps. It seemed like an overabundance of caution for a building like this, but they’d been caught off-guard before. Gideon proceeded behind him, not letting his own guard down - he trusted Korell but no one could catch everything. However, this time it seemed they were in luck - there didn’t seem to be much in the way of danger here. That made sense to him - this was apparently supposed to be a place where people could congregate, traps wouldn’t be a very good idea.

“So...I’m guessing you know a fair bit more about Gynolokos than I do,” remarked Korell as they entered one of the side rooms. There were a bunch of trinkets scattered around on the shelves, and and what looked like other religious objects here and there, as well as plenty of chairs and tables; it seemed like a gathering room of some sort. “My readings never went into great detail, only that they were formed around 40 years ago and disbanded about 10 or 12, and didn’t really have any enormous prominence.”

“All of which is true, but not nearly the whole story about them,” affirmed Gideon. “There’s a good bit we don’t know, but I have more than that. From what I know, they were trying to spread the virtues of femininity around, that their preachings were oriented around the critical roles women have played in past events, and they were especially prominent protectors of women who had suffered abuse and violence at the hands of men. Some saw them as saviors, others as a threat. No prizes for guessing who was threatened by them.”

“Oh, but that’s such a challenge,” Korell replied sarcastically.

“There’s a lot of rumors about them, many fairly unsavory - that they were all lesbians, or that they hated men and were trying to destroy them, and that they harbored evil artifacts that could potentially destroy the world. Honestly, not many of the rumors had any basis in reality, they were just largely to make them seem more dangerous to people who weren’t happy with the ideas they presented. They didn’t have the time or scope to do anything broadly impactful, only influential within a narrow domain, but they might have if they’d held together longer and spread further. But the way people talk about them you’d think they were one of the foremost threats of the time.”

“It sounds like they were actually doing good…”

“Well, there were still issues. Really, the biggest one was the one that stopped them cold before they really could have much of an effect...Gynolokos ended in a schism, between the members who merely wanted respect and equality and not to feel subjugated by men, and those who wanted to be the subjugators and force males into a position that they felt females had been in for so long. The loss of any sense of unity was what felled the movement, not any outside interference...in fact I’m pretty sure that those two divisions are still extant, and fight each other as much as they fight males.”

“I guess some people just go too extreme for others to be comfortable with. Though, I can’t say I totally blame the extremists. My tribe was very good about the treatment of females, but the southern tribes of my kind, the way they treat women like they were property, routinely abuse them and think nothing of it...it makes me shudder. They could really use a dose of their own medicine, I think.”

“Oh, wow. I know humans have a poor history of that, but I didn’t realize your kind also had that...the visits I made didn’t suggest any of that.”

“Well, you’d only have visited northern tribes, which are much better about that. There’s a reason the northern and southern tribes don’t interact, and when we do it’s usually hostile...their behavior is crude and barbaric, really...they’re horribly xenophobic, too, so if you ever crossed one of them you’d probably be taken as a slave or worse.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Let’s go across the hall, I think I see some books over there.”

They crossed over to the next room, Korell leading the way again, into a slightly larger room with shelves of books and other objects. The lizardman grinned a bit as he saw Gideon’s eyes light up - he’d scarcely met anyone so excited about books. Not that he didn’t get it - books were a rare treasure for a scholar of ancient secrets, actual insight into the inner workings of minds of the times and peoples that were no longer around. This must have seemed like a treasure trove for him.

“Okay...we clearly can’t carry these all, so we should look around for anything that looks particularly important. Texts about the religion, practices, secrets, anything that gives us really strong insight. If there are any journals, get them right away, testimonials are like gold.”

“Understood. Though those were probably brought with the people who left. I mean, this wasn’t like a hurried exodus or an attack or anything...I’m surprised there’s still so much here.”

“I imagine that there were still quite a few people who were hoping they could restore Gynolokos after the schism, and they wanted a central base to do so if they did. Doesn’t look like that’s happening, though, not with the remnants still at odds against each other. I don’t know too much about those, though...just that they exist.”

Korell sighed. “Yeah. Sad, they both want a better world for women, and it’s hard to argue that they don’t have good reason to want it. But they can’t agree on how to go about it.” Korell shook his head. “Even bigger shame that I think both of their approaches are needed. Some people, they really do need a threat to be woken up...and for the rest, seeing the softer and more welcoming side is what wins them over. There are those who take that as weakness, though, and they’re the ones who could use a bit of smacking around.”

“I feel the same way...while I think that the ideal would be equality, I think there are some people who need to be put into someone else’s shoes for a while, so they can get a respect for what they put others through. Ethically questionable, but...well, I fear that sometimes ethics gets in the way of progress more than it should.”

“Yeah, but when we blur that line, that’s when wizards try to create strange chimeras and futz with people against their will.”

“Don’t I know it. Hard to find the point where we can justify it and have others not try to bend that line as far as it can possibly go.” Gideon reached out and took hold of an odd wooden statuette on a shelf above some books. “I really hope we can figure out the significance of some of these things. Religious icons are always some of the most interesting...this statue probably has some major significance, that I don’t know just by looking at it. Wonder if it’s some kind of equality thing...it looks like it has kind of a male frame, but wider hips like a woman…ngh, w-wait…”

Korell’s head jerked back, eyes widening as he saw Gideon stagger and half-fall against the shelf, leaning heavily on it to keep himself from going to the ground. His eyes were clenched shut tight, grimacing in what looked like pain...Korell couldn’t see anything clearly happening to him, and that had him unnerved. “Gideon! Are you okay? What’s going on?!”

“Ngh...s-stay back...just...agh…” It was a strained reply, but Korell obeyed - Gideon wouldn’t have deterred him from giving aid if he thought it was necessary. It took another minute of uncomfortably watching him before Gideon’s face relaxed, and he pushed himself back upright, panting hard. “Guh...that was...stupid...shouldn’t touch stuff I don’t know what it does…”

“Are you all right?”

The human nodded. “Effect’s done, at least...but yeah, my dick and balls are totally gone.”

Korell did a double-take. “Wait, what?”

“Yeah. Some weird magic effect for sure. Pretty sure I don’t need to check what’s down there now. Can’t say I was expecting THAT…”

“Should we leave? Maybe it’s some kind of curse or something, we should be able to get it undone somehow-”

“Not until we know what it is. You know some of those curses have poison-pills in them. I’ll be fine, it didn’t seem to do anything else obvious...but there’s gotta be something in at least one of these books about what this statue does.”

Korell nodded. “I guess we’re getting to reading, then.”

———

It took a while, but the course of action paid off. After skimming a dozen books between them without success, Gideon found one that had information about all sorts of objects with significance to Gynolokos. The statuette was merely one of many artifacts, holding the promise of many more to find...but they were a bit more preoccupied with their current issue.

“Wow...this thing...I have to say I’m impressed.” Gideon leaned back in the chair, engrossed in the text despite the weird feeling between his legs. “Apparently it was meant as a punishment for the worst offending men they ever came across. Usually those who were after one of the victims they were sheltering. You know how you mentioned making someone walk in someone else’s shoes for a while? Well, this ain’t exactly shoes, but…”

Korell raised an eyeridge. “Turning men into women?”

“Not quite. Apparently they didn’t feel that men deserved the privilege of being women...but they were more than happy to, well, re-equip them and show them what life was like with a pussy rather than a cock. And keep them that way for a while so they could freak out over it, worry about being abused or raped, and maybe understand what women went through on a daily basis around men.”

“Devious. I approve.”

Gideon snickered a bit in spite of himself. “It’s creative, I’ll give them that. Let’s see...it mentions a time limit on the effect, but not how long it is. I guess maybe it could be controlled...hopefully that means it won’t be too long without someone actively at the helm. But they’re a lot more verbose about the potential effects.”

“Uh-oh. Potential effects?”

“Yeah. This was meant to be a punishment, and there’s some writing in here about making sure that said punishment actually occurred. There’s a...I guess, trick to the magic, that triggers if someone tries to have sex under its effect. I guess some guys would probably be curious, or would think they can get past the consequences if they offer or something...anyway, they talk about anyone experiencing the pleasure would be forced to experience the ultimate pain before they could turn back. It seems that they’d have to actually become pregnant...with the one who they offered themselves to, no less. And until they did, they would become subservient to them...just like how women were seen to men like the ones they were punishing. There’s something about no using magic to speed up any part of the process either, or they wouldn’t turn back until they went through it properly.”

“Oof. That does sound pretty heavy...would deter a good number of guys from daring to try to get the good side. Wait, would that apply if they were, uh...well, raped?”

“Looks like it wouldn’t. They say it’s specifically about doing it willingly, or wanting it at the very least. I guess they felt rape was enough of a punishment on its own, without having to go through the extra consequences.”

“Well, I guess that means you just need to not proposition any guys until you go back to normal. Gosh, however will you manage?”

“I have more to worry about you trying to set me up,” Gideon cracked back with a grin. Korell was often telling him he needed to try to find someone to share a romantic life with, or at least get some action with; of course, the lizard was just as guilty of isolation, though he at least had the excuse that there weren’t too many of his kind in the locations they usually frequented.

“I’ll refrain from doing so until you’re back to your normal self, I promise. Anyway, is it breakable without penalty?”

“Doesn’t look like it...they thought of that, and it looks like there’s some pretty nasty effects if you try to go to a cursebreaker. Yikes, including possibly ending up with NOTHING. I think the less charitable minds of Gynolokos were behind this. Also apparently a death curse if you tried to terminate the pregnancy you needed to go through if you offered yourself...they were not giving any quarry to men they used this trick on.”

“Still, they were probably men who deserved such a fate...at least, one would hope so.”

“Well, I think this would have been a lot more widely reported if they were going around altering men willy-nilly, since it wasn’t like many sources were giving them any good grace in the first place. This was almost certainly a punishment they kept reserved for the worst of the bunch. Hm...there’s mention of something called a ‘hotbox’ here, but it doesn’t offer any more specifics. I wonder if that was some other potential effect? Or maybe something another artifact did, maybe in tandem with this one…it’s just a briefly written note, though, so no details.”

“I’m not sure I want to know. Now that we have answers, though, we should probably keep moving. The day isn’t going to last forever, and we probably want to be heading back before it gets too dark.”

“You’re right. Let’s check out the rest quickly. Don’t forget to grab the books, though.”

“Heh, I wouldn’t forget those. You probably want to leave the statuette behind for now, though.”

“Yeah, I can’t safely contain it like this. It might be good to retrieve it later though, so that someone else doesn’t stumble on it and decide to use it to worse ends.”

“Agreed.” Korell and Gideon worked to put some of the books into their packs - they took around two dozen in all, only a fraction of what was in the room, Gideon could have spent days going through them but he knew he had to wait for a return trip. Once they were done, Korell took the lead again, clearing out cobwebs and making sure nothing unpleasant approached them. Gideon trailed behind, trying to ignore the weirdness he’d gotten himself into...it was a bit tougher than expected, he felt an odd sensitivity down there, which made him feel strange with almost every step. There was a wetness there as well, which he couldn’t really control...it was going to get potentially messy if he didn’t find a way to deal with it. And something else he was noticing as well, a scent in the air that seemed to have popped up all of a sudden, not the most pleasant thing he’d ever smelled but it just seemed like he wanted more of it. He wasn’t really sure what it was or why he was responding to it, and just hoped that getting some fresh air would help. But duty and curiosity pushed him harder than his odd physical response...he couldn’t leave until he’d seen most of the rest of the chapel, even if only brief glances.

There were at least two other rooms with a good deal of books in them, and a couple others with additional artifacts that might have been some of the others he’d noticed in the book with information about his change. There was also a living quarters on the second floor, where they found some more books, including potentially a couple of journals which they added to their packs. Most of these looked fairly normal, though small, but they were probably enormous comfort to some women who came in from dangerous situations. It had Gideon wondering about the security the church had had in its heyday...there must have been a lot of magic at play, and some very imposing and powerful women on top of that. Maybe some of the books would have depictions of them…

One last area to check, and that was down in the basement. There didn’t seem to be too much down there at first glance, a couple of places that looked like they could be storerooms but were sealed up, inaccessible to them at the moment. But there were a few open rooms at the far end, and Gideon and Korell entered one, looking around for anything interesting. In some cases, they knew, nothing could be the most interesting thing of all, and that certainly seemed to be the case here - except for a glowing crystal in the ceiling providing light, the room appeared completely bare.

“It looks almost like a prison cell...except, I don’t know who they’d try to secure down here.” Korell glanced around at the bare rock walls, looking for any markings but not finding any. “It seems like you wouldn’t want to keep anyone violent down here, there’s too great a risk of escape. Especially with vulnerable women around, who need that safety…”

“Yeah, that doesn’t make a lot of sense,” Gideon agreed. “But then what is it for? Gotta have some purpose...maybe a religious ritual we don’t know about yet.”

“Possibly. Isolation is a pretty common theme in a lot of vision quests and such, that could be-” Korell was cut off mid-sentence by a loud sound of scraping stone. Too late, he realized what it was, and he could only turn to see a stone slab rise up where the doorway had been. He ran over, pounding it to search for a weakness, but stepped back when he saw a ghostly image of a clockface appear. “Damn!”

“What’s going on?” Gideon was unnerved by the sudden turn of events...maybe would have been more so if he hadn’t been distracted by his body. “Are we locked in?”

“Yeah. It’s a timed seal - looks like one full day.” The lizardman groaned in frustration. “Timed seals suck...they always last as long as they’re meant to and they’re super hard to break as a result. I don’t think I have anything in my repertoire to get us out of it. Nothing we can do but wait it out…and it feels like it’s getting kind of hot in here.”

“Yeah…” Gideon picked up on it too, the heat had already ticked up a notch or two, making him feel uncomfortable...and then something unfortunate clicked. “Hotbox…”

“Huh?”

“The statuette thing, it mentioned something about a hotbox. This...is probably that.”

“Crap. You think it’s related somehow?”

“I’m not sure...and something tells me I’m not gonna be in much mood to read about it now, my head’s already on the fritz. I guess we’re just gonna have to try to wait it out...and hope nothing bad happens.”

“Yeah, seems that way,” agreed Korell. “Dunno what it is...we can probably last 24 hours, though. Nothing so far seems like torture, just discomfort, and at least we have some supplies, which others wouldn’t have had. So let’s just try to wait it out...doubt it’s going to be fun, but hopefully it won’t be that bad.”

———

Unfortunately, it was turning out to be that bad, and worse.

The effects of the hotbox grew slowly, but it was all too clear that that slow pace was still going to become highly oppressive well before the time ran out. The heat just kept building in both of them, enough that they ended up with no choice but to strip out of their garments. That at least provided some relief, though it was still quite hot in the stuffy room with no real airflow through it. After some time it felt like it had stopped getting hotter, but even the temperature it was at was rough.

That wasn’t the worst of it, though...the worst of it was the other effect, the burgeoning arousal that was hitting both of them hard. They had retreated to distant areas of the room to avoid too much contact with each other as they realized their responses, but there was nowhere really they could go to separate too far, and the room wasn’t that big...privacy was impossible, even avoiding looking at each other was a challenge.

And it was getting very hard for Gideon...the seal was ticking into its sixth hour, but already the lust felt borderline unbearable. There was a burning heat in his gut and between his legs, one that was impossible for him to sate on his own...even as he tried to rub and stroke around, playing with his clit and fondling the lips of his new anatomy, relief was not coming to him. It felt like whatever he was doing just wasn’t strong enough to deal with the need, and he wasn’t sure what more he could do...at least, not without putting himself in a real bind.

And then there was the scent...it was the same scent he’d been smelling earlier, but a lot stronger now. And now he knew what it was...it was Korell. The lizardman’s scent, tickling and tantalizing his nose, a constant presence that he was suddenly very sensitive to. And it was making the need that much worse, because for some reason Korell’s scent was driving him even crazier with lust. He didn’t know why, he had never responded that way to Korell before, never even thought of him in such a way...and certainly, he’d never noticed a scent like the one coming off of him now. Was it just some kind of rewiring from the spell that had changed him? Maybe the spell was designed with some sort of temptation in mind, he hadn’t read anything about that though…

He was having a hard time keeping his eyes off of the reptile’s naked body, too. Nice and muscular, battle-hardened into something strong and attractive, he was definitely registering as ‘mate material’ to Gideon’s suddenly weirdly-acting brain. He’d always appreciated Korell’s presence for his protection and support, maybe that was why his brain was twisting it into something more lustful now...but there was one part in particular that was really getting to him now. Between Korell’s legs, protruding from a previously almost-unseeable slit, was now jutting a quite large erection. It was a very exotic shaft, with a lightly barbed head, a spiny ring underneath the head, and little bumps dotting the rest of the way down. The base seemed to be swelled out a bit, with bumps that were slightly more pointed along that surface. It looked all in all to be roughly the length and girth of his forearm. All of that would normally have been terrifying to him, but right now he was having a hard time finding it anything but deliciously attractive.

Of course, that was a problem. Getting nailed by Korell would mean that he’d be subject to the spell’s other effects, in effect forcing him to stay this way until getting bred...and to his admittedly limited knowledge, breeding with a lizardman was nearly impossible without magic. But magic would negate the reversion, meaning that it would be for naught...which meant that it could very well mean a permanent change, along with the apparent subservience that was alleged to come with it. Not that Korell seemed like the kind to order someone around, but still, it could complicate things. So it was paramount that he avoid contact with Korell...except, with a lot of time still to go, he wasn’t sure he could hold out long enough. His body was already betraying him quite forcefully, it was likely only a matter of time before he broke, and that time was probably less than what the seal on the door was. Trying to pleasure himself was helping a little, at least giving him somewhat distracting sensations, but he couldn’t help but imagine it was the prelude to something else, even when he closed his eyes he saw Korell over him, readying for something much bigger…

Suddenly he felt a powerful hand on him. When he opened his eyes, Korell was over him, eyes tight and hard, that thick cock aimed right at him. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out - he was too confused, overwhelmed by the feelings, and not totally comprehending what was happening. The lizardman’s other hand grabbed his leg, stretching it wide, and without warning, he sank his dick halfway into Gideon’s pussy.

Never before had such pleasure hit Gideon. His back arched hard, head nearly banging into the floor as a strained cry escaped from him. There was nothing gentle about the entry, nothing easy or passionate, it was actually rather ruthless...and yet there failed to register even a lick of pain or discomfort. The barbs and bumps left tingling sensations where they touched him, making electricity shoot through him and sending him into a shuddering bliss. He couldn’t understand, though...Korell knew what the consequences were, why did he do this? Without even asking him?

It was hard to cling to that thought, though, as Korell started to pound into him. That thick cock was sinking deeper and deeper, putting pressure on parts of him that he wasn’t even aware of as he tried to spear apparently the entire length into Gideon. His heart was racing as he felt the scratch of those barbs against his walls, the soothing rubbing of the bumps afterwards, the energetic clawing of the spiked ring as he pulled out...every sensation was one he had desperately needed, and never even knew. He was clenching down around Korell, encouraging him with his body even as his mind tried to process the uncharacteristic actions of his partner. It was true he was caught up in his own lust, and from his groans and hisses this was just as fantastic for him...but still...he didn’t even ask? Even knowing that Gideon likely couldn’t have said no to him?

And then it clicked. The one escape clause in the change...being raped. A male taking him by force was supposed to be an alternative, to prevent him from being bound to the one who claimed him and keep him from needing to be knocked up to go back. Of course he couldn’t propose the idea to Gideon, it had to be sudden, unexpected, and ruthless...he had to be harsh, pound Gideon with everything he had, without permission. In a bizarre way, it was meant to help him out by doing something intended to be unpleasant.

A noble idea to Gideon, yet one unquestionably doomed to failure. It didn’t matter what Korell did, how hard he thrust in, how tight he gripped, how deep he went...Gideon gasped loudly as something gave within him, letting Korell in even deeper, all the way up to that spiked knot that smacked against his pussy lips. Now whenever he jerked out, that spiked ring caught something and scratched hard inside him, adding yet another mind-wracking sensation to the cacophony. It felt absolutely incredible, there was rampant pleasure from it all, and he knew that that pleasure was more than enough, even without his consent he was going to be claimed. And there was no possible way he could have stopped it...even if he had been able to form more than incoherent moans of utter bliss, he couldn’t have told Korell it wouldn’t work, he couldn’t have done anything that would have stopped the pleasure he so desperately needed. That cock was everything to him at that moment, he desperately needed it pounding him, stretching him, bringing him to a pinnacle of pleasure he’d never before known.

Korell suddenly started to lay into him, smacking him hard and fast, the knot threatening to stretch its way in. His weight was pinning Gideon now, raw strength ensuring he could do nothing except squirm under the scaled warrior’s grip. Even if the intent had been to help him, he was now finding it hard not to think of Korell as deliberately claiming him, fucking him with the intent of bringing him to an earth-shattering climax, then ramming his knot in to ensure every drop of his seed saturated his pussy. To make Gideon belong to him, to own that pussy and the human it belonged to, ensure that he could make him bend to his will and fuck him whenever he wanted…

He wasn’t sure whether it was the thrusting or the thought that set him off, but either way, he went off with a bang - crying out in loud bliss as his cunt convulsed and gushed all over the invading lizard dick, rampant waves of euphoria crashing through him and finally bringing him to the peak he had been desperately seeking. And it only got better a few moments later, as Korell slammed hard into him, stretching his cunt around his knot and locking himself in, the sharp bumps digging into his flesh and holding him even more firmly there. With a loud yell, he started to shoot, hot, thick bursts of lizard cum pouring into Gideon’s well-fucked twat.

Each shot made the pleasure that much stronger, made Gideon see stars as it pulsed into him, a much heavier amount than he could have expected. Every time he felt a throb and shot, he also felt something like a pull on his brain towards the lizard, a desire for him, a desire to please him, a desire not to oppose him...an inner tightening as he started to feel like refusing him was dangerous, would lead to disaster, and that he had to obey, to do as Korell wanted, and that he would be rewarded for it. He didn’t bother fighting the almost-foreign thoughts, not that he could have in the wild haze of ecstasy that he was thrashing in right at that moment. He let them come as easily as the pleasure, letting them ingrain themselves in his brain, become his new mentality while he squirmed around in orgasmic bliss.

It was an incredibly long-lasting climax, he even outlasted Korell, the reptile’s shots tapering off and ending quite a bit before Gideon’s body relaxed into a contented glow. He was panting hard, he could see and feel a bulge inside him from the cock and cum that filled him up, but he’d never known such utter satisfaction in his life...it was hard to be bothered by the turn of events after what he’d felt. Was it going to be like that every time? Maybe not...but still, he couldn’t imagine it being that much less.

It took a bit for either him or Korell to say anything...finally the lizardman spoke up, his words coming through his own hard breaths. “Well...that...didn’t work at all…”

“Ngah...that was...you were trying to…”

“Y-yeah...it said...if you got raped, you wouldn’t have to, uh...go through the, uh, other stuff. So...I thought...maybe I could...well, do that and...you wouldn’t have that problem. But...fuck, it...didn’t really work out…”

Gideon shook his head languidly. “No...I think...the spell was, ah...designed to...ah...make it so...that I would want it. B-bet...that’s what the, the hotbox is...supposed to be about…”

Korell nodded. “Makes...makes sense...ngh, I...guess that’s it, then...feel kinda, ashamed…”

“Eh?”

“I kinda...stopped thinking of it as...uh...getting you out of it...and, um...started...getting into the idea of you being...mine. Cuz I heard your pleasure...I kinda...always got aggressive during sex, ‘s why I was so, uh...avoiding it, because I didn’t think...that was really proper...but I...couldn’t help myself...head was so clouded, and it just...felt so hot…”

Gideon just smiled. “Mm, it’s fine...I kinda...started feeling the same way.”

“Really?”

“Y-yeah...ah, doesn’t really matter now, it’s all...you know, done. And we’ve still got...ngh, lots of time we have to kill...and I doubt the spell’s ending…”

“Yeah...guess there’s no point in holding back at this point…”

“Right...so, get as...aggressive as you want...I think...I’ll enjoy it…”

Korell looked down at the human in surprise. “You...you’re sure? I mean...that wasn’t even really...more than just a taste of how I can get…”

The demure smile back up at Korell showed no sign of concern at that. “Even if you tried to hold back, what you want is gonna be what I want anyway...so why not show me what I have to look forward to?”

Now it was Korell’s turn to smile. Really letting loose was always something he’d refrained from...but maybe now he could really indulge himself, if Gideon was that okay with it. He jerked his hips hard, yanking his knot out of Gideon, then flipping him over and pinning him with arms behind his back. Moments later his cock was buried back in the human’s pussy, and he was driving in with ruthless energy as Gideon sang out his own pleasures. By the time that seal was gone, he would ensure the human would know exactly what he had to look forward to...and that Gideon would be enjoying every minute of it.

———

Korell hurried back into the room, shivering a bit despite his heavier clothing. “Motherfucker...my kind were NOT made for cold weather…”

“You okay?” Gideon looked up from the book at his partner. “I can try to up the heater a bit if you want…”

“It’s fine, I just need to get used to it. How’s the reading coming?”

“Good. Apparently the Alrivenians may or may not have sealed away a continent-eating beast around fifteen centuries ago. So I think we’re going to have to look into that a little further.”

“You’d think they’d leave some kind of note. ‘Hey, all-encompassing evil sealed here, try not to wake it up.’”

“Sadly, there are a lot of arrogant ancients who think that they’ve taken care of the problem for good. What about you? Did you find any other information?”

Korell shrugged and shook his head. “Nothing. I think I’ve exhausted every avenue I have...there’s just no non-magical way to make humans and lizardmen more compatible for breeding. I’ve only heard one rumor of it ever happening, and I don’t even think that was true...and any fertility herbs and such don’t actually improve the odds of a mix happening.”

Gideon nodded in understanding. “I didn’t think so. It really seems that was working as intended.” Something he’d figured out perhaps a bit late - after finally getting out of the hotbox and being able to get to the books, he’d learned that the spells there were designed to force certain converted males into having sex and being bound to others...and in a couple of cases the other party had been a non-human male, specifically to make them unable to breed easily and thus be changed for what was expected to be an eternity. It also happened to amplify the servility - something about non-humans made them have especially strong mental impacts. Something Gideon had gotten plenty of personal experience with in the few months since the events.

“Yeah, you did say that, but I still wanted to check...but at this point, I think the only way anything’s gonna come of it is if we’re exceedingly lucky. Or you want to take the risk on trying to break the spell and hope the effects don’t kill you, but you’ve already nixed that.”

“Well, yeah. That sounds way more dangerous. But, I’m not really too worried about it.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah. I mean, let’s face it, me having a pussy doesn’t change THAT much...it’s not like there’s anything I can’t do with it that I could do with a dick, except be the penetrating partner without assistance. And really, it wasn’t like I was doing that anyway. And seeing as you don’t really try to control me except for our sexual escapades, it doesn’t really interfere with our work, either.”

“Well, I don’t really want to control you except during that time. Even then, you know I don’t want to overdo it…”

“And I keep telling you to not worry about that. Who bought the leash and collar with the ‘lizard’s pet’ tag on it again? I know you enjoy going all out, and I love it when you do.”

Korell grinned in spite of himself; it was true, Gideon seemed to not have any limit to what he’d do if Korell wanted it. “Yes, true...and so do the other males. You’re a popular one...hard to believe you never could get any action before.”

“Well, I wasn’t this way before, and I think that helped…that and being a lot hornier since the change, too, thanks to the other effects.” Gideon stood up, reaching up to stroke Korell’s snout. “I’ve told you before to make it official...since you’re sure there’s no realistic means of getting me back, why not just do it now?”

Official...Korell had held back, not wanting to impose something that couldn’t be undone on Gideon if the spell could be undone by any means he could find and execute safely. But it seemed that there was no real option there...and if Gideon was okay with this, and he knew he was, then there was no sense denying himself the pleasure. “All right then...my lovely little pet, you belong to me totally. You can no longer even think of refusing me when I want to use you for sexual pleasure or let others use you for the same. My orders are your law, you obey them without hesitation. And you’re never allowed to refuse access to that delectable pussy of yours to any non-human, no matter what the situation.”

Gideon shivered a bit as the words were etched into his brain, solidifying them beyond reproach. Not that it was that big a change - all of those were already in practice anyway, this just ensured that they were codified. “That felt good...ah, why don’t you warm yourself up inside my pussy, master? I’m sure that would make you feel much better, and I could use a break from thinking about ancient evils for a while.”

Grinning widely, Korell hefted Gideon up in one arm, feeling the pleasant stirring within him at the idea, and the tinge of dampness at the front of the human’s clothes. “That sounds like a very fine idea…”