Shattered Shards: Sorcerous Science
#14 of Shattered Shards
Shattered Shards: Sorcerous Science
By Von Krieger
Dranise walked along behind his girlfriend, Maya, his claws clicking loudly on the industrial tile floor. His hips swayed as he walked, in part because of his tail and in part because of some strange feminine instinct.
Despite having his current form for several years, he still found many of the things he did rather weird. Mind and body had both changed in ways he didn't exactly understand, but he went along with it anyway.
Things had changed half a decade earlier, when two worlds melded together to form one, leaving many individuals in the city transformed, partially and fully, into other races, species, and genders.
Dranise had a bit of all three. Tall and lanky, he kept his height and his lithe build, but his transformation had made him rather feminine in both mind and body. He had the broad hips, the slight build, soft facial features, and more delicate musculature of a woman, though he lacked any actual female parts. No breasts and still in possession of his manhood, even though the package didn't quite fit the wrapper.
Not that it had bothered Maya any. If anything she adored him more after the change than before. He was the apple of her eye, singular.
While Dranise's transformation had been relatively mundane, a change in the shape of the ears, horns, some scales and claws, bit of a shift in the feet, stick on a tail, then mold into a female shape, Maya's had been... weird.
She was some sort of demon with long taloned fingers, a spade tipped tail, hair replaced by thick, writhing tendrils or tentacles, or something like that, and no eyes in her head. That had taken Dranise awhile to get used to.
Instead Maya had a single large eye where her belly button used to be. It was rather weird to make eye contact with her, and the attempt usually meant that it looked rather like one was staring at her breasts, which Maya wholeheartedly approved of.
He smiled and gripped her rump in his clawed hand, making Maya giggle with delight, turning and grabbing her boyfriend and pushing him up against the corridor wall before planting a kiss upon his emerald lips.
"Tease," she says with a sharp-toothed grin, "If I had known you were going to misbehave so badly, I would've dressed you in platform heels, a tube top, and a skirt."
Dranise's scales darkened in a blush, Maya had purchased an entire wardrobe of girl's clothes that looked stunning upon his lithe, feminine frame and she delighted in dressing him in them at every opportunity, parading him around clubs as her girlfriend.
It wasn't much of a punishment, since Dranise loved it so much, but it always embarrassed him to have it brought up, especially since it was just about a guaranteed way to get him to equally embarrassing levels of arousal.
"No more funny business until I say so," she said softly, purple-black tongue slithering out to lap at an ear frill, "This is serious business. I owe Ayako a favor for tutoring me in advanced chemistry. And her favors are always kind of interesting, I know you'll approve. But the sooner we get there, the sooner..."
She licked her lips and slipped long, taloned fingers into Dranise's pants, teasing him further, "After this is done we can go home, put you in a dress, get you all made up, go out on the town, find some cute girl and..."
Dranise moaned and pressed against Maya's hot caress before she cruelly withdrew her grip and took him by the hand, leading him onward, "And we can talk about that later. We can't keep Ayako waiting!"
Maya had an absolutely huge grin upon her face, more so than her usual amusement at dressing Dranise up in drag would be. He'd since learned that protesting would only make here more and more likely to pull out the clothes and forcing him into them.
He wasn't sure exactly how he kept ending up in them, or why exactly he enjoyed it, but until they were actually on him, he'd fight tooth and nail to prevent it. Or at least fight with wriggle and running and locking himself in the bathroom.
The hair began to stand on the back of his neck as Maya lead him down a branch in the hall, the walls inscribed with small runes.
"Oh no..." Dranise said, wincing, "The Applied Thaumaturgy and Sciences building?!" he groaned, trying to turn around and flee from the place that caused all the windows on campus to shake at least twice a week with whatever mix of science and sorcery had exploded spectacularly that day behind enchantment reinforced walls.
His claws scraped on the tile as he tried to drag them, to turn around, "I just got used to being a dragon! I don't want to spend the weekend as a frog to add to my troubles!" he pleaded, trying to escape from the demoness's iron grip.
But it was too late, the large double doors at the end of the hallways hissed open ominously, and Maya dragged her reluctant boyfriend inside, the door closing quickly behind them.
Dranise looked around, finding scattered bits of half constructed and deconstructed machinery, shelves of toms and scrolls in a circular area beneath what looked like a neon orange icicle that grew down from the ceiling, clockwork soldiers with various pieces removed, and of course the bubbling beakers and cauldrons that no self-respecting wicked witch, mad scientist, or double-major in both would be without.
"Ah! An interloper!" boomed an ominous voice, a figure raising itself up from behind a desk, brandishing a 1950's style sci-fi pistol at him.
"Er... I'm with her!" Dranise protested, pointing at Maya, who had dived behind a pile of partially scrapped refrigerators.
"This is a girls only lab, and you'll have to pay the price for your arrogance!" the voice boomed.
There was a flash of light and Dranise found his body feeling all funny, like it was being blown up like a balloon in a kind of sexy, erotic way. He moaned as bits of him seemed to swell, bucking against the air as pleasure surged through him. He felt oddly weightless, a cry escaping suddenly lusher lips.
He threw his head back and cried out in climax, his clothes beginning to creak as the flesh and bone contained within them began to grow. He felt a surging warmth ripple though him with each spurt of climax, as each moment passed, the tighter his shirt and pants became, the more intense the sensation grew, the harder he climaxed.
He couldn't move, he couldn't direct his gaze downward to see, nor move his arms to explore what was happening. But it felt like he was being slowly inflated. Inch after inch, jet after jet of climactic essence erupting from him, soaking the crotch of his jeans, the thought bringing an emerald blush to his face.
Eventually the blast from the weird ray ceased, and Dranise could move again. Panting, he dropped to his knees, head tilted down he discovered what exactly had been swelling. He shot a glare to the giggling pile of refrigerators and brought himself up to wobbly knees.
"Dammit, Maya!" he growled, his voice higher and of a bit different tone than usual, more feminine.
Upon hearing his own voice Dranise's eyes widened, "Oh you didn't!"
He turned and looked down at his rear, finding it larger and wider. A clawed hand groped the saturated groin of his jeans, finding nothing there.
Maya stood up, out of breath from laughing. Dranise shook her head and instead directed her scorn towards her attacker, who up close didn't look so large and intimidating. In fact, she was scarcely up to the dragon's breasts, wearing some odd sort of helmet with tinted lenses, which she promptly removed with one pair of hands, a second working over the blaster.
The goblin giggled, corralling hair gone wild from time in the helmet. She pulled it up into a ponytail, then wound it around itself to create a bun. She looked up at Dranise with four large, dark blue eyes. "It was Maya's idea, but the more alike we three are, the easier my next experiment will be." She said pleasantly.
"Oh, and you make a very cute girl!" she said, her head suddenly thrust between Dranise's melon sized breasts, two hands gripping them, the other two clutching her wide, jiggly rump.
The dragon moaned loudly, her new breasts incredibly sensitive. The demoness had slipped up behind her, and had unbuckled her belt, working on removing Dranise's pants, "My, we can't have one of the girls walking around in wet pants, now can we? It'd be a bit uncomfortable."
The demon's long fingered hands replaced those of the goblin upon Dranise's tits; she couldn't help but press against them, body craving more.
"I'll get the Chimerification chamber warmed up!" Ayako called, leaving the couple by themselves.
"Here, drink..." Maya purred, placing a vial of an odd blue-purple substance beneath Dranise's nose. Figuring things would only get weirder from here, the dragon refused to part her lips, but her girlfriend gave one of her enlarged nipples a tweak, making her moan, forcing the grape-tasting fluid into her mouth, which she instinctively swallowed.
Maya tugged down Dranise's pants, leaving the dragoness to blush as pale pink panties were revealed underneath, making the demon giggle, "My, such a good girl you make, Dranise!" she teased.
The dragon turned and scowled at her lover, "You keep hiding my boxers!" she protested.
"Staggerdragon!" Maya called suddenly, leaping up on Dranise's back, wrapping her legs around the dragon's waist. It was one of the games the demoness liked to play, clinging to Dranise, groping, licking, caressing, until she either fell over, got her lose, or climaxed.
With all the new sensation, the poor, overwhelmed, gender-swapped dragon stumbled around, trying to get to an area where falling over would not mean engine parts, pointy metal, or concrete breaking her fall.
She managed to get to the small, library area, collapsing back into a dusty, overstuffed chair, but still Maya hung on tightly. One hand slipped beneath the dragon's tight t-shirt, caressing a helpless, massive orb, the other slipping into Dranise's panties, caressing the alteration there as well.
The dragon panted, eyes half lidded, as far as things could have gone, Dranise felt rather lucky that she'd gotten off with just being a she. Sometimes they'd go out with Dranise dressed up as a girl, flirt with a guy, and then lure him someplace secluded, where Maya would turn on the demonic magic, leaving the guy unconscious with a headache and a few vague memories of something sexy. That and an empty wallet.
Maya's touch was electric, as usual, a bit of succubus combined with quite a bit of practice on herself, and the girls Dranise and herself had fun with on occasion meant she was quite familiar with the female anatomy, and knew just where to caress to make her boyfriend, now girlfriend, quiver with delight.
Her fingers were naturally long and thin, easily slipping within the dragoness's eager, awaiting snatch. The dragon was amazed by how sensitive she was, how easy it was to get her to shiver or cry out with pleasure.
Dranise sighed and pulled off her shirt, tossing it away, she figured she might as well explore the ins and outs of the feminine form while she had the chance. She ran a hand over a breast as Maya suddenly removed her fingers from Dranise's sex, replacing them with her tail.
A succubus's tail was a very powerful thing, flexible and dexterous, able to slip easily into the proper opening, and with the proper magics able to emulate any number of different sorts of organs. Maya had no interest in changing her spade-tipped tail into anything else, but the rubbery, flexible folds of flesh that made up the spade could be controlled with incredible precision.
She had wrapped them around the central shaft of her tail, making a wide, enlarged presence with which to penetrate her boyfriend. The soft, smooth flesh entered Dranise's sex, rippling gently as it slithered deeper and deeper into her.
The demoness pushed her boyfriend's breasts upward, leaning forward, her forked tongue slithering out to caress an emerald nipple, "Try it yourself, hun, I bet you'll love it!" she coaxed.
Dranise blushed and did as Maya asked, her own tongue curling around her nipple, her hands joining Maya's in fondling and caressing her breasts. It was rather fun, and felt great. Of course it was likely some sort of ploy to keep Dranise in a further feminized state than usual, but the blaster's effect would either wear off with time, or have a reverse setting.
For the time being he was content to be a girl, it just felt so damned good. She curled her tail around Maya's waist, hugging her as best Dranise could with the positioning. "Mmm... I can't wait to hit the toy store and pick up a few little buzzing buddies to use on your cute new body." Maya purred.
"Just picture it, you spread legged on the bed, wearing your cute little pantyhose, heels, and skirt, your hair in pigtails, mascara, eye shadow, and lipstick applied, laying back, gripping those perfect breasts, performing for me, while something thick, bestial, throbbing, and powered by D-cells vibrates away in your tailhole and twat." She whispered, her demonic powers making the images leak into Dranise's mind, transforming them into waking dreams, allowing the dragon to almost feel herself there, seeing her full lips painted red, parted in a soft moan, her tail curled around a large, bright red, demon-shaped sex toy.
"Oh... oh Maya..." she whispered, her oversensitive body erupting in an intense, surging climax that seemed to work its way over her entire torso, waves of pleasure from her tits and her loins slamming into one another, ripples spreading though her body.
Several minutes had passed before Dranise stopped quivering, "Is... is that what it..." she gasped, "Feels like for a girl?"
Maya shook her head, "Nah, that's what it feels like when you've been blasted by Ayako's Slut-Shooter, gets you all sensitive, sexed up, and a few extra abilities tacked on to typical erogenous zones. I've been trying to convince her to try and put it in pill form, but no dice. She just loves her little mechanical toys."
The words brought a flash of the intense, erotic image back into Dranise's mind, making her moan as a small climax shot through her.
Maya slowly withdrew her tail, bringing it to the side, licking it clean of the dragoness's juices, "I think that's enough fun for now, boyfriend," she said, "Ayako is probably set up by now. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can go shopping."
Dranise smiled, reaching down and gripping Maya's legs as she stood, hefting the purple, demonic girl that still clung to her back, "Well then, we can't keep her waiting." Dranise said with a grin, turning her head into a deep, tongue entwining kiss from Maya.
"Giddyup!" she said with a giggle.
-o-
Dranise found the goblin mad scientist in front of a near spherical metal device with all sorts of odd lights and thick tubes running into it. A trio of padded openings were placed in an equilateral triangle around the structure, the metallic top made up of small crescent shaped pieces.
"It's so the experiment subjects can move around and be moved around." explained Ayako, who was up to her waist in the machine, making a few last adjustments, "You get weirdly shaped chimeras if you force the three aspects to remain in one place. But you can also, oddly enough, direct the way the fusion occurs with the placement."
"Err... wait..." Dranise protested, "Chimerafication? Fusion? I'm not liking the sound of this."
"Oh come on, boyfriend!" Maya teased, "It's perfectly reversible, and the only lasting side effect seems to be a bit of closeness and empathy with the two you merged with. We make the beast with two backs seven or eight times before lunch, usually, this isn't really all that different!"
"Well, actually it is." Ayako said, climbing out of the machine, "As far as I can tell all three individuals retain full physical sensation over the entire form. Control, however, I don't know all that much about. Which is why we're all going to become a chimera for an afternoon, so I can gather firsthand data of the chimeric nervous system."
Dranise began to back away from the strange machine, but Maya put her feet down and hefted her boyfriend/girlfriend up off the ground, "Nope, you're going in, Dranise. If you chicken out of this, you can kiss your chances of getting your cock back goodbye."
She giggled and licked her lips, "That's something we need to find out once you have it back. See if you can kiss it. Though I worry that if you can, you'll never leave the house."
Dranise snorted, a scowl on her face, "I actually have thoughts that don't feature sex, pertain to sex, are sexual innuendos, or plots that will, eventually, lead to sex. Unlike certain demons I could mention."
Ayako chuckled as the two bickered, pressing the button to open the machine.
The sphere opened with a soft woosh, ominous mist pouring out.
The inside of the sphere was very well padded, and three small stools had been placed within. Maya dropped Dranise unceremoniously upon one of them and then quickly had his neck secured in one of the slots.
"Ow!" the dragon said, a muted thunk of flesh on metal heard. "Is that a... bucket in here?"
The goblin blushed, her green skin turning a darker shade and she reached in and removed the bucket of dry ice, "It's the best way I've found to get that ominous mist effect. They dock three percent from my grade on anything I build if it doesn't look sufficiently ominous right before it activates."
"I'd build a fog machine into the thing, but the ones I make from scratch tend to explode, and the stores in the area are always sold out of them around mid terms and finals time." she said with a sigh.
The sphere had opened into three identical segments. Dranise's was placed in the center, while Maya took a seat to his right.
"This is why you had to be a girl, hun." Maya said with a giggle, "Using creatures of different genders tends to weird things up and produce long lasting side effects, Ayako says."
She leaned over and kissed the dragon's cheek, "And I don't think you want to be laying self-fertilized eggs for the rest of your life. Though once they grow up, I think a couple cute Dranise clones would be fun to have around..."
The demoness grinned, "Ayako, can you get the gender inversion ray? I don't mind side effects!"
The goblin glared with her four eyes, "Uh, no Maya, we're doing this by the book. You never, ever toss in random variables on a complicated process like this. That's what finals are for."
The mad scientist finished inputting the data into the control console, a synthesized voice began counting down from nine as Ayako began strapping herself into the third segment, the outer two beginning to swing inward to complete the sphere.
"Wait, why is it starting at nine?" Dranise asked.
"Well, everyone ELSE starts their counter at ten, and if something goes wrong typically it takes me about two seconds to notice, and five to turn things off. That way I have a one second spacer and no chance of it ending all anti-climactic like on two. Where's the drama in that?"
The dragon winced, "Open this thing up, I want out."
Maya and Ayako giggled, "No way!" the demoness said, shaking her head, "This is supposed to be a big rush, and I'm not going to miss it because you have cold feet!"
"You have nothing to worry about, Dranise, the process is very pleasure... AH!" Ayako was cut off by the machine which jumped the countdown and surged to life at the one second mark.
A flood of glowing liquid of various colors swirled down the tubes, pouring into the closed and sealed sphere. Dranise felt a warm goo flowing over her, making her clothes cling to her scaled skin ,and then...
"I LIKED that shirt!" the dragon said with a scowl.
"It's not wrecked, I just had it teleported somewhere to be recovered later. It's just get all torn up anyway." Ayako explained.
The goo continued to pour in, washing over the bodies of all three, pooling down around their feet. As the goblin had said, it felt quite nice. After the initial warmth had appeared on their skin, it had begun to sink deeper, seeming to caress skin and muscle in a gentle massage over the entire back, rump, legs, and feet.
"Oooh," Dranise sighed, "That does feel rather nice."
"And it's rather pretty too! All the colors swirling together." Maya said, with her eye in her midsection.
A second set of tubes began to pour fluid, this time pumping right into the laps of the three girls. Each let out a cry of pleasure at the sensation.
"Oh... oh, it feels like... like... like..." stuttered Ayako.
"It feels like having a horse cock stuffed into your without the whole bother of torn muscles and a broken pelvis." said Maya after a moan, rather familiar with all sorts of sexual pleasures.
"I f-feel something on my nnnn!" Dranise moaned, feeling something on her nipples.
"Those are the shape..." Ayako's words were cut off by a pleasured gasp, "The shapers."
"Oooh, using the Krygarian Spheroid Hex, are you Ayako?" Maya purred, familiar with the sorcery that was happening out of sight of the other two.
"Well, I wanted something obvious to test the sensory input!" the goblin girl explained.
"Oh I'm not complaining it's just that..."
Dranise's eyes opened and she stopped moaning for a moment, "Wait, hex? Black magic?"
"Of course, black magic!" Maya said, the roll of her eye going unseen, "You think white magic would make you feel so good?"
She gave a soft growl, and Dranise felt a fluid sensation, like something was flowing into her breasts.
"Oh for the love of... they're big enough!" she protested.
Ayako grinned, "Several chimera traits are essentially averaged, and being a goblin and thus naturally flattish... well..." her ears turned a darker green, "You can't blame a girl for being curious."
Maya giggled as the last set of tubes began pouring liquid into the sphere, topping it off. The feeling of pleasure deepened from surface skin and muscle, to the very core of each body.
"Oh gods, whose hand is that?" Dranise panted, the hand being joined by several others. "H-hey, stop that! Play with your own!"
There was a sudden sensation of shock between the three, a sudden surge that made every hair stand on end, a feeling of melting, of malleability. More arms and Maya's tail, all tormenting Dranise, and...
"What is that? That's not my tail!" the dragon yelped, "And those aren't my... mmm..."
Dranise began to purr happily. Things felt rather strange, she was feeling the groping, and she was also feeling what was doing the groping, and oddly enough she felt like she had four breasts and two sexes.
"Th-that's mine." Ayako admitted, "I thought we'd look a bit weird with only two tails. I had one before I figured out how to add the extra arms. Very useful." she grinned and moaned softly, Dranise feeling a thin, smooth length slither across one pair of netherlips, "I found other uses for it."
Dranise giggled, "It feels like a snake slithering."
"Hey!" Maya cried, "No fair!"
There was a sudden jolt and once more Dranise felt as if more body parts were being added. She moved her arms around in the thick goo within the sphere and found what she presumed to be Maya's breasts, though they were larger than she was used to.
"Oh yeah, that's a good girl." purred Maya.
Everything felt strange, disembodied, like everything had become some sort of semi-solid, and concentration was required to form any body part out of it.
"Interesting!" Ayako said, "Full on physical discorporation coupled with conscious transmutation and relocation!"
"Err.. what?" Dranise asked, not understanding.
"She means that nothing has a set place at the moment so we can, for example..."
The trio cried out as Maya's tail pierced a pussy, no one was quite sure whose it was, and then a second, and the third. Ayako and Dranise were reduced to frenzied moaning in delight, bucking phantom hips as Maya tail fucked all three of them.
"And then positioning them just right to..." and then Maya was moaning along with them. Though her tail penetrated them all, it seemed like that whenever one buck her hips, her sex pressed up against the other two, which in turn made that individual buck, sending the three into a rapid cascade of pleasure.
"Oh I w-wish I could see..." Ayako moaned.
"I have an eye down there and I can't see a blasted thing." grumbled Maya.
Slowly the three sexes seemed to be coaxed further and further apart, Maya no longer able to have fun with more than one, much to the disappointment of the others.
"Don't worry," the demoness purred, replacing the tail with her fingers, her skilled talons making the other two forget all about the loss of the tailfucking.
The crescent pieces of metal allowed the machine to adjust the placement of the three heads and necks, and slowly the three became aligned side by side, all in a row.
The strange disembodied feeling began to slowly fade, body parts being tugged into an actual arrangement. Movement was no longer possible, and in a moment, no longer was conscious thought.
Each of the girls cried out with blissful pleasure, the sensation like a full body climax of the highest proportions.
Ayako grinned widely, feeling immense satisfaction at the progress of the process, the intensely pleasurable way it felt, the wonderful mix of science and sorcery that made it all possible.
Maya's tongue lolled out as she climaxed, feeling intoxicated by the incredible energies used in the process, deliciously dark magic coupled with various alchemical ingredients that she had only been able to sample upon a few occasions, her demonic flesh drinking it all up like the finest wine.
Dranise felt vague echoes of both sensations, as the center, the core, the foundation for the entire transformation; she felt the most intense pleasure and more. But mostly she could feel a bond, the complex ball of emotional string that she felt for Maya entwining with something more, something different.
She could, faintly, feel Maya's own feelings for her, her love, her affection, her devotion, her lust for teasing, toying, and humiliating her in ways she hated, but still enjoyed all the same.
And on the other side the incredible burning ball of curiosity, wonder, and shy lust of Ayako. The bookish goblin admiring what Dranise and Maya had, not wanting to whisk it away for herself, but craving to snuggle up against it, to add her own presence into a relationship between the three; a shy, slightly embarrassed bundle of love and lust that were mere sparks longing to erupt into flame.
Dranise turned her head, tilting it just enough that her long, forked tongue could slip between Ayako's lips, making the goblin's eyes widen in surprise, making her turn toward the source of the strange sensation, allowing the dragon to press her lips fully against Ayako's own, welcoming her into the relationship with a deep, delicious kiss infused with Maya's demonic touch as the succubus placed her blessing upon it.
The moment lasted forever.
The moment was over all too soon.
-o-
The machine gave a soft hiss, mist pouring out as it opened, suitable dramatic. Within it, seated upon the seats that seemed to have moved around with the neck holes, the three girls found their individual forms had melded and merged into a unified flesh.
All limbs were present and accounted for, with Dranise and Maya's clawed hands placed in front, Maya's above Dranise's, with Ayako's four arms right behind them. The differences in height had been obliterated, with the much smaller Ayako brought up to the size and build of the other two.
Just about everything had been preserved, their widened torso featured six large, basketball sized breasts, the sight of which made Dranise groan, annoyed that she had been forcibly given large tits to begin with, was rather put off by having her two even larger.
Their varying skin types had spread evenly over their fused form, the majority of it being green. On the outside it started with Maya's purple-pink, the dark color giving way to Dranise's emerald green, and then finally Ayako's paler, goblin green.
Most of their skin was soft and smooth, through Dranise's scales had been retained, adorning their shoulders, hips, and spines with darker scales, deep emerald and magenta. Each had a few scales upon their faces, making a pattern in Dranise's case, acting as freckles upon Ayako's and Maya's.
Each of the three looked over their form, exploring it with their hands, the sensations delightful.
Dranise was the first to notice that something was a bit odd, "Umm... we seem to have picked up a fourth pair of legs from somewhere."
Ayako blushed, "About time I found them! I had been looking all over for those. I was wondering where I left them."
Dranise looked behind them, seeing that Ayako's tail, the thin, almost feline-like thing she had felt while in the tank had thickened, becoming a match for the other two tapering, lizard-like tails, Dranise's with its plate scales and Maya's with the spade tip. The goblin's tail sported a green and blue tuft at the end, matching the mad scientist's hair.
Ayako grinned, "I don't think we look too bad! Rather stunning, if I do say so myself."
Maya shrugged her allotment of shoulders, "I wouldn't know; I can't see anything but our hands, our legs if we move them, and I think that shadow up on top is our lower-middle tit."
Dranise looked to the left and to the right, finding herself in the middle, "Err... wait a minute..."
She reached down... well... more to the side with one hand and found Maya's single vertical eye embedded within her belly.
"Eeek! Maya, get your eye out of my tummy, why isn't it on YOUR side?" Dranise yelped.
"Probably because it'd make us look all lopsided and uneven if it were there." The demoness mused.
"Ayako, can't you do something?" the dragon protested.
The goblin shook her head, "Suck it up. It's the best place for it, after all."
"But I want my belly button back!" Dranise whined.
Maya chuckled, "Dear, you're a dragon. A reptile. You hatch from eggs; you haven't had a belly button since you acquired your cute, scaly, girly-looking condition some years ago."
The dragon blinked and calmed down, "Oh. I hadn't thought about that."
Ayako giggled, "Any other protests, or should we try standing up and walking?"
"Is that going to work?" Dranise asked, "I mean we have all of eight legs and I have no idea which ones are mine..."
"Front and outside." Ayako interrupted, "Mine are all in the back, Maya's are in the middle."
"Wait, so does that mean that Maya's naught bits are connect to my...?"
The demoness grinned, "They're your naught bits now, buster! Better spend the time to learn them real good. I'm going to quiz you once this is all over! Maybe we ought to start your studying right now?" she purred, one hand taking Dranise's own, moving it towards the cleft between the central join of their legs.
Having more arms than the other two, Ayako quickly vetoed any further mutual/self exploration.
"None of that now. There will be time for mutual sexual satisfaction later. At the moment we've got to test other things, but first, to the clothing machine! We're not wandering around all bare!" Ayako said, with her third of the body and control of half the legs, they were forced onto their feet, Maya and Dranise working to make sure their heels didn't get stepped on as the goblin propelled them across the room.
It was only after approaching the machine did they notice that they hadn't fallen over, stumbled, tripped, or wobbled much.
"You know..." Dranise began, but was interrupted by Maya.
"You know, I think a nice black, casual tube top-y type dress and casual heels would be good if we're going to take this out in public. And some pantyhose." The demoness purred, her grin wicked.
The dragon's eyes widened, "Th-that's not fair!" she hissed, "I don't want to wear girl's clothes!"
Ayako pondered this, "For the moment you are a girl, and you're sharing a corporeal form with two other girls who are not adverse to wearing heels and dresses. Logically your argument is inconsistent and you also have been democratically outvoted."
"More demon-cratically." Dranise grumbled, trying to figure out how to fold her arms to go along with her rather cross scowl.
But it was no use; the rather frightening machine quickly weaved a shiny, slinky, form-hugging dress out of some synthetic black fiber. With a pair of purses in hand, Dranise found herself outnumbered six legs to two, and reluctantly was dragged along while Maya and Ayako talking of where they wanted to go.
There was Webb Weavers' to judge the difficulty and expense of getting clothes for their new form, a restaurant to see how much a meal would be compared to the cost of one for all three, a visit to the adult goods store at Maya's request, mainly to make Dranise blush, and several other stops that they would be making using the bus service.
"There's no way we can get around on our own unless we have something like a horse and buggy." Ayako had said, then began to write down her thoughts on how such a method of travel would work perfectly for a group of chimeric individuals.
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As they left the lab, however, they didn't notice that someone had taken advantage of their planning, teasing, and embarrassment to sneak in.
The lab was warded from magical intrusion, so stealth of a mundane nature was to be employed. It made Azria rather giddy, allowing her to actually use some of her training and seldom used spells, rather than merely poof in, do what her mistress had instructed, and then poof out.
There was an art to breaking and entering, as much as there was to lovemaking, both of which the succubus considered herself an expert in. With some of her abilities sealed by her servitude she rather enjoyed being able to stretch her wings. Metaphorically of course.
As the lab door closed behind her, she turned her head and scowled at the tiny red and black wings upon her back. She had once been able to spread them around her shoulders, arms, and most of her torso as if they were a regal cape, but since her mistress had bound her, they couldn't even cover as much as a worn shawl.
That was the part that bothered Azria to no end, having her luxurious wings, majestic horns, and especially her generous bosom reduced to shadows of their formers selves by her mistress's power.
Servitude was fine. Mortals, even elves, didn't live for a particularly long time. Truth be told, she rather enjoyed serving her mistress, she was deliciously vindictive and cruel to her foes without being messy or gross about things. Azria abhorred blood and violence; it was beneath such a delicate, beauty such as herself.
Her mistress had Griaule to do that sort of thing, after all. The seven foot tall dragon loved to vent her frustrations on anything and everything she could in whatever fashion was available and allowed.
Azria supposed that if she had been a hundred foot long, several hundred ton, decidedly male dragon bound and confined by a long dead elven sorceress into the form of a busty, seven foot tall, decidedly female bipedal dragoness, she would be rather grouchy and vicious as well.
She ran her fingers through her navy blue hair, seating the strands behind the rows of thick, rubbery tendrils where they were supposed to stay. She wasn't quite sure how they kept coming loose when she was distracted, but they did.
She hummed happily to herself as she knelt down beside the machine's central segment, the panel concealing the guts losing its screws with the wave of a hand.
She'd been sent to remove the thematic coupler, which aligned things on the shared form in their proper places, the morphic resonance stabilizer, which kept an individual's magical 'me' field in place and wove others through it, and of course the every-important polymorphic linear operation transducer, which obviously made the whole contraption run.
They formed a bit of a sphere with three branches coming off of it, easily removed with a little hand waving and a properly sized wrench, which took several minutes to find. It popped off quite easily and fit into one of the large pockets on Azria's multipurpose, but still very fashionable, trenchcoat.
With a snap of her fingers she turned herself invisible again and strode happily out of the lab, mission accomplished.
Or tried to, anyway. The lab doors were motion sensor activated, and as she didn't bounce back any light, she smacked right into them.
She grumbled a bit, turned visible long enough for the doors to open, and then went on her merry way.
Taking one or two of the items wouldn't be enough; all three would make things too expensive, too difficult, and far too time consuming to make Ayako unable to part herself from the other two for several long, humiliating months.
Or at least that was what Mistress Ellie supposed. Azria didn't think that the young goblin would mind as much as her elven owner believed she would. But that was not her problem. She was instructed to obey, not to advise.
Besides, this course of action likely had a more interesting outcome.
No one noticed a limo door open for a few moments to allow the invisible succubus within.
Inside a moonlight pale hand reached out and unerringly pluck the combined device from Azria's pocket, the hand's owner giggling and grinning all the while.
"Wonderful, Azria!" Ellie said with a sultry chuckle, as good as Azria's own, likely better since the young woman spent most of her free time consulting with experts, learning how to be sexy and seductive by will, rather than talent.
"Let's see that little goblin bitch suffer for disfiguring me!" she said, the chuckle building into a full blown megalomaniacal laugh.
Azria shut the limo door, so the sound wouldn't disturb any nearby small animals, or potentially fill the air with an ominous thunderclap.
Ellie's 'disfigurement' was nothing of the sort to Azria's eyes. But then again she was well-versed with the female form and its various curves. To most she would be considered porn-star gorgeous, what with her beach ball sized breasts, large, heart shaped rear, and wide hips.
Though the nobles of her home court thought of any more than token swells as a sign of gender differentiation to be hideous perversions of nature; Disgusting, debilitating disfigurements, which was why Ellie was forced to live apart from her family, not allowed to attend any of the High Elven courts of her people, and be referred to by the diminutive of her name, which had too many vowels and apostrophes in it for Azria to pronounce with her forked tongue.
Griaule had said it was short for "Elephant," but the busty elf had punched the transgendered dragon so hard that he/she hadn't ever said it aloud within Ellie's hearing ever again.
The maniacal laughter was cut off by a soft gasp, followed by a muttered curse, shortly following by a lot of wriggling to remove a pair of suddenly moistened panties.
"Mandrake root and mistiletoe!" swore Ellie, "You get the slightest jiggle going in these damned over-sensitized weather balloons and it goes right to your loins!" she complained, hiking up her skirt to reveal her swollen, puffy, rather enthusiastically wet sex.
"If you would please, Azria, I have a hair appointment at five thirty and I can't be making embarrassing puddles upon the stylist's chair." She said dispassionately, but Azria could see the building lust in her eyes, the demoness was rather sure that despite all her complaints and protests, her mistress enjoyed the need for sexual satisfaction a good baker's dozen times a day or so.
The demoness bowed her head, extending her long, forked tongue, "Ah, but my lady, the appointment is not for another hour and fifteen minutes."
Ellie sighed, but licked her lips with subconscious, but perverse glee, "Well that gives us enough time to go over my lessons in some detail."
The demoness's eye glowed a soft purple in the darkness of the tinted limo, "Would Mistress prefer instruction as I am, or shall I use one of my toys to properly simulate a male?"
The elf yanked Azria over to her by the lapels of her coat into a needy, breathless kiss, "No toys. I need my lessons NOW." She half-growled.
The demoness bowed, a wave of her hand loosening the few remaining buttons upon her mistress's shirt, allowing her tongue to trace down between the two large, cursed orbs.
"As my mistress wishes." She purred as Ellie let out a contented sigh.