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Luka lay in her bed and stared up at the ceiling. It was well past noon, and she had been awake for more than a few hours, but she was finding it hard to do much else besides groan. Considering she had spent the first nineteen years of her life as a male, it was little surprise to her that she'd be in her current state, given what was happening to her. It had been about six months since "Luke" had caught a stray truck to his torso and was pronounced legally dead; though through dubious luck, a certain mage had been in the area during the incident and took special interest in him. Over the next few months, the mage had worked tirelessly to restore Luke to a functional state and for reasons only she knows, heavily modified "his" body. Now, bound to the mage as her familiar and renamed "Luka" to fit her new female body, she faced the first of many challenges of womanhood.

Luka grit her teeth and rolled on her side as a fresh cramp seized her. It was one of dozens she had felt since her first period started early this morning. To her simultaneous relief and dismay, Luka saw the door to her plain bedroom open, and her patron sauntered in with a vacant smile and a distant look on her face. She was wearing nothing but pajama bottoms and an "I heart New York" shirt that had holes worn in it.

"Luka you haven't moved all day," Lady Rya scolded jokingly as she shut the door behind her. "You're gonna get bedsores if you keep that up, and those are no fun."

"Oh, I'd love to get up," Luka half moaned, "But a certain ditsy witch apparently forgot how periods work."

Lady Rya scowled and crossed her arms over her large bust as she looked down on her ward. "Getting mouthy again, are we?" She said. Her tone had grown serious.

Anxiety set in and Luka quickly apologized "S-sorry Mistress..." Luka muttered.

"That's better." Lady Rya said, and her smile returned. "You should know that I built you very deliberately, you'll only get about one of these a year. That way it'll be way easier to avoid pregnancy."

Luka looked up at her mistress worriedly. "Wait, why should I be worried about that!?" She asked as her anxiety rose.

Lady Rya smiled wider. "Our line of work can get a bit sticky." She said.

Luka stared at Lady Rya worriedly for a moment before the sound of a doorbell caught both of their attentions.

"You just stay put, I'll go get that." Lady Rya said, and left the room quickly. Luka sighed and curled up into a ball under the sheets. A few minutes later she heard Lady Rya shout excitedly through the door, "Luka, get dressed, we have a customer!"

Luka moaned and slowly hauled herself out of bed. She stripped out of her sleeping clothes, and felt grateful she wasn't spotting as she slid her panties down, at least not yet. She took a moment to run her fingers over the strange mark below her naval: a sort of tattoo signifying her bond to her Mistress. Despite living with Lady Rya for a couple months now, Luka still hadn't adjusted to women's underwear, but Lady Rya had given her no other options. With a sigh she opened her drawer and grabbed her too-small undergarments. She shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her panties on and fumbled clumsily as she clasped her bra on. thankfully, Lady Rya had provided her with fairly asexual clothing and hadn't forced her to wear anything like a dress or a skirt. At least not yet. she donned a plain blue tee-shirt and some loose-fitting jeans before she left the relative normalcy of her room for the more bizarre rest of the home.

The atmosphere changed immensely as Luka opened the door. Tan wallpaper gave way to bright red wall paint, a curving hallway, and plush carpet. As Luka stepped out, the carpet squirmed subtly underneath her bare feet in what she guessed was an attempt to massage them but made her more uncomfortable than anything else. Luka quickened her pace and soon emerged into the expansive living room that served as the nexus of the home's messed up architecture. The round room had dozens of other hallways that branched out from its perimeter, and one door on the far side which served as the portal to the outside world. The room was split level with a lowered middle section where three curved couches surrounded a large circular glass coffee table. Lady Rya waited for her on one of the couches, and across from her was a woman she had never seen before who wore dress clothes. Lady Rya smiled and patted the couch next to her for Luka to sit, and once situated waved her hand in the air. A metal disc about a foot across to hovered out of one of the many hallways with a teapot and a handful of cups stacked on it.

"So tell me why you've come here today." Lady Rya said cheerfully as she poured tea for everyone.

"W-well..." The woman started. She sounded on edge. "I initially didn't want to seek help since I thought I could handle it myself, but things have really gotten out of hand..." She said, and trailed off.

"You'll need to be more specific than that." Luka muttered before taking a sip of her tea. She knew better than to refuse a courtesy from Lady Rya.

"Sorry." The lady said, "It's just that Its a really confidential issue."

Lady Rya giggled. "Ma'am, you're in the abode of a mage from the Carnal School of magic, confidentiality is our bread and butter." She said.

"Right..." The lady said, and took a sip of her tea before scowling. "Cherry tea?" She asked, confused.

"Yeah," Luka sighed and took another swig of the overly sweet drink. "I wouldn't bother questioning Lady Rya's tastes, you'll just get more confused by her answers." She explained; which elicited a giggle from her Mistress.

The woman was silent for a bit, then resumed her explanation. "Actually it wasn't your primary school that made me seek you out, Lady Rya. It was actually because I heard you were a talented polymorphist as well. The Carnal school might also help, but its your other area of study that brought me here."

"So what's the issue then?" Luka asked. She grew a little impatient as she felt another cramp wrack her insides.

"I'm afraid I can't elaborate unless you agree to take the job." The woman said, "We can pay well, but I need to know you're on board and willing to help before I'm comfortable talking about it."

Luka sighed and looked over at her Mistress, who seemed to be deep in thought. "You aren't actually considering this, are you?" she asked, "We have no knowledge of her or her reputation, no information on the case, and only the promise of a supposedly generous payout to as compensation."

"I know, I'm sorry I have to be so vague." The woman said quietly as she looked down into her cup.

Lady Rya thought for a few more seconds before nodding to herself. She downed the remainder of her tea in one gulp and stood up. "All right, consider us on board!" She said with a warm smile; which elicited a defeated sigh from Luka.

"T-thank you." The woman said.

"Luka, pack up." Lady Rya said excitedly, "We're going on a field trip!"

Luka groaned, but complied and headed to her room, unsurprised to see a duffelbag already sat open on her bed. She spent a few minutes packing her clothes since that was all she really had, and was back out in the living room shortly. There she interviewed the now confused woman more for her own sanity but also for Lady Rya's records. She knew her Mistress would forget to ask these details later. She learned the woman's name was Dianna Cross, and she claimed to be from a wealthy family. Luka prodded out a few more details about her personal life, but didn't bother to write anything down. he hnew Lady Rya would just pull them from her memory when she needed them later. Shortly after Luka finished, Lady Rya bounded enthusiastically out of one of the many hallways with a dufflebag in each arm.

"Take us to your problem." Lady Rya said excitedly; which left Dianna even more confused.

"I was thinking I'd have you come over next week so I had time to prepare," Dianna stammered out, "More importantly I don't remember telling you that I'd need you to go somewhere to help."

"We're going to your home right?" Lady Rya asked.

"Yeah, but..." Dianna trailed off.

"Don't think about it too hard." Luka sighed, "She's not exactly keen on the whole privacy thing, and she can basically read your thoughts at will." Luka warned.

With a sigh, Dianna resigned herself. She quietly worryied that she might have gotten herself into more trouble for her effort. She led them out the door, winding up in an alleyway behind what looked like a bar. They walked around to the front of the building in the noon sun, Lady Rya gave a little wave to the bartender through the large front window of the establishment as they passed, and after a short phone call and ten minutes a taxi had rolled up to the curb for them. They piled their bags in the trunk and crammed themselves in the back seat; which got them a somewhat confused look from the cab driver. Several hours later, they arrived in the nearest city; which Luka remembered living in before the accident. Dianna nervously swiped her credit card for the disgruntled cab driver, who was not thrilled to be so far out of his area as Luka and Lady Rya retrieved their things from the trunk of his car. They spent another half hour winding through the streets until they found themselves in an alley behind a shabby motel. They stood in front of a locked metal door that looked like a service entrance. Dianna fished a ring of keys out of her pocket and swiftly unlocked the door before gesturing to go inside as she opened it. Standing in jarring contrast to the flaked, cream-colored paint on concrete surrounding the door, inside stood an entryway framed with green leafy wallpaper and hardwood floors polished to a mirror shine. Luka felt a migraine start from the dissociation between the space inside the door and the space around it. Despite having lived in one of these spaces for a couple months, she still hadn't grown accustomed to the extra-dimensional homes most magic users took residence in. She rubbed her temples as she followed her Mistress inside.

"I suppose I should explain the situation." Dianna said as the group sat down in her parlor. "My brother and I have lived here together since our father passed, as he left us with a rather large inheritance; though I was the only one with enough drive to manage our finances. You see while our father was very talented magically, I personally lacked the skill and my brother lacked the motivation to continue in his footsteps."

"So this has to do with your brother?" Luka asked. She felt her headache start to ebb once she was in the more logically structured inside of this pocket dimension.

"Yes..." Dianna said, as she looked down. "You see, my brother has... issues lets say." This elicited a dubious look from Lady Rya, but she remained silent as Dianna continued. "He's always had a... fascination with body modification, he was always dating girls with tattoos and piercings, but until recently it was just a harmless quirk."

Lady Rya crossed her arms nodding. "I think I know what you're getting at, but please continue." She said.

Dianna nodded. "Well, one day he comes home with a couple piercings, then a couple more. Then he was covered." Dianna said. "I didn't like it but I figured it was harmless enough, and I didn't want to judge his lifestyle. Then he started bringing books home, and I thought it was great. He was finally putting his magical talent to work it looked like, but then he disappeared into his room for a week and came out with a new wardrobe covering most of his body; which I thought was weird. Then he requisitioned the basement for his studies and I didn't see him for a month. We talked through the door and he assured me he was fine, but then he stopped talking and I looked inside..."

Lady Rya stood up and interrupted her. "Show me what happened to your brother."

Dianna froze, then looked up at Lady Rya worriedly before she nodded and led them downstairs. A heavy wooden door stood before them, chained shut. There was a slot in the top half of the door covered by a sliding steel plate, presumably to peek in on whatever is being kept there, and Lady Rya took the liberty of doing just that. Dianna couldn't bring herself to watch as Lady Rya pressed her face up against the hole and peered inside. Luka faintly heard what could only be described as growling and the sound of something heavy being dragged across stone from the other side.

"Oh poor baby..." Lady Rya crooned before she shook her head and slid the plate back in place.

"What did he do to himself?" Dianna asked. She seemed close to tears.

"Its pretty simple actually." Lady Rya explained. "You're brother must have been using polymorphing drafts. Quite impressive work from the looks of it." She mused.

"Impressive?" Diana gasped incredulously. "That thing's no longer human!"

"Relax, I'm getting to to that part." Lady Rya soothed. "You see, each draft requires a lot of skill and knowledge to make, and a lot of rare materials that come from magical beasts of a lot of different varietes to work. Now just one or two drafts nothing will show, but each time one is used, traits from those beasts become absorbed by a body, and the troublesome part is that each trait gleaned this way is unaffected by further drafts so it's essentially irreversible. That's why polymorphic magic on people or other sentient beings is heavily restricted." She said.

"You wanna run that by me again?" Luka asked. Her head was spinning.

"In simple terms, each time you polymorph something, a part of it gets changed permanently." Lady Rya said with a smile.

"So my brother did what? Abused it until nothing remained of his original body?" Dianna asked. tears started to form in her eyes.

"Basically." Lady Rya said.

"How are you supposed to fix that?" Dianna burst out, all but shouting.

Lady Rya stepped close to Dianna and put a hand on her shoulder; which caused her to fidget uncomfortably. "Relax dear, this kind of thing is my expertise, I'm sure we'll figure something out. We'll just need a couple days to prepare is all." She reassured.

Dianna nodded and blushed slightly as she stepped back from Lady Rya's touch. "F-feel free to use any of the rooms down here, they've all been vacant since our father passed on anyway." She said. She now sounded drowsy, "I think I'm going to go lie down for the night." She added before excusing herself and left the two alone in the basement in her wake.

"Mistress..." Luka said with the tone of a parent interrogating a child.

"Yes, Luka dear?" Lady Rya responded with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Please tell me you didn't put a suggestion in her head to go spend the next half hour playing with herself." Luka semi-scolded. She feared that they might get kicked out if Dianna realized she was being manipulated.

"Oh hush Luka, I thought I taught you better." Lady Rya said with a pout. "We Carnal mages aren't just about sex you know, its all physical and emotional pleasure. I just made her think it was getting late and a good night's sleep would do her well right about now."

Luka breathed a sigh of relief, grateful it was at least a more subtle push than she had guessed. "You're still not off the hook, the whole polymorphing side effect thing is something you should have told me about before." She said.

Lady Rya just chuckled and pulled her familiar into an embrace. "Why would you be worried about that my dear?" She asked, and squeezed Luka against her chest.

"I don't know, maybe the tits and vagina would be a start." Luka said as she blushed heavily. "Do I have to worry about growing a tail or some other freaky shit?"

Lady Rya smiled and stroked Luka's hair. "Not you my dear, I made you special." She said with a wink.

Luka decided asking more questions would not help, and with a sigh, relaxed in her Mistress' embrace. Luka enjoyed her MIstress' warmth for a few minutes before Lady Rya pulled away and said they had work to do, fun would have to come later. Luka breathed a sigh of relief; glad to have the opportunity to let her brain work a bit. Lady Rya pulled a disproportionate amount of equipment from one of her bags over the next ten minutes; while Luka assembled them into an off-site laboratory in just the way Lady Rya had trained her to at home. To her surprise, the work seemed to distract her from the discomfort of her body's supposedly yearly cycle playing out. About fourty-five minutes later, their ramshackle lab was up and running. Countless beakers and measuring tubes were neatly laid out on one plastic fold-out table which sat askew on uneven legs, and one other table lay bear for paperwork. It was sloppy, but it would do.

Her work finished, Luka let out a sigh as she sat down on the cold stone floor next to the chained door. "So if this guy's changes are irreversible how do you plan to fix him?" She asked as she looked up at Lady Rya, who surveyed her tables thoughtfully.

Lady Rya turned to face her familiar and flashed a nervous grin. "I honestly have no idea." She admitted.

Luka shook her head. "We're taking money for this one, we have to make something happen." She said.

"Relax, dear." Lady Rya said cheerfully. "I'll figure something out."

Luka looked up at her Mistress doubtfully. "You got a time reversal spell or something like that?" She asked, half-sarcastically.

Lady Rya smiled gently and leaned down and kissed Luka's forehead. Luka felt a strange warmth bloom across her face and suddenly was struggling to keep her eyes open. "I'm gonna need some quiet time to work things out. You should go to bed dear, it'll help with that crankiness." Lady Rya teased.

Luka nodded as she fought back a yawn. "Fine, at least it'll give me a break from these cramps." She said sleepily.

"Just pick a room to set up in and I'll handle the rest." Lady Rya said as she grabbed one of her open duffelbags. Luka wandered a short distance away from their lab to the nearest door not chained shut. Inside was what looked like an old washroom with a lowered section of floor in the middle that had a drain.

"This'll work" Luka yawned. Lady Rya nodded and started yanking something out of her bag. At first a metal pipe emerged, then a pillow strapped to it, then eventually the rest of a cot was pulled free and plopped on the floor. She gently guided Luka to lay down on it, then puleld some blankets out of her bag and tucked her familiar in for the night with them. Luka passed out just a few seconds after her head hit the pillow as a slight blush bloomed on her face. Lady Rya couldn't help but chuckle; she knew she was trying to change the reputation of her school; but having such a cute familiar, she couldn't help but put a suggestion for a particularly kinky wet dream in her partner's head. She loved teasing Luka, who was a bit of a prude in her previous life, and this was just one of many ways she could get her to be more open. She was wise enough not to have given the same suggestion to her employer. As stuck up as Luka could be, she had a good head on her shoulders. Lady Rya put these thoughts aside and left the room to begin her research.She started by fishing out a massive notebook from her bag. Meanwhile, upstairs, Dianna slept soundly and dreamed of a relaxing afternoon picnic with her father and brother. Lady Rya buried herself in the sound of clinking glass and spilling liquid for the next four hours before she decided to call it a night. She headed over to the room she had left Luka in and found her still sound asleep. Lady Rya smiled when she saw the blankets disheveled and Luka's hand tucked down the front of her waistband. Lady Rya knelt down on the stone in front of Luka and watched her breath for a moment before sliding a hand slowly across the cot to touch her. Her hand touched Luka without waking her, and with a smirk, Lady Rya slid it down her side and then under her shirt. Slowly and carefully, She worked her hand up to Luka's breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. Luka let out a soft gasp, but did not wake.

"My you're so worked up." Lady Rya said slowly and softly, and watched carefully as her words wormed their way into Luka's dream. Luka's blush darkened."All these boys are just rearing to go at the sight of you, you're such a stunner" Lady Rya continued; which caused Luka to squirm. "It's got to feel good, having all these guys wanting you, all just waiting for your word to go ahead, don't you want them too?" She teased. Luka shook her head weakly and bit her lower lip. "Aw, you're too shy, but your body speaks more honestly if you'll just listen to it. Knowing it was you that made all these men so horny, it turns you on." Lady Rya said and slid her other hand down the front of Luka's pants and over Luka's own hand; which was trembling. "Why don't you give these gentlemen a show? After all they came to see you." She breathed into her familiar's ear as she guided Luka's hand to start slowly working over her clit. Luka let out a small whimper. Lady Rya couldn't help but indulge herself as well, and slid her hand out from under Luka's shirt and into her own clothes to work her sex quickly as she kept going. "You're getting close, aren't you?" She teased as she felt Luka's hand start rubbing faster on its own. "They're getting close too, they couldn't help themselves seeing you play with yourself." Luka began shivering, but didn't let up on working her sex. Lady Rya smiled and removed her hand. Luka continued masturbating on her own. "They're all around you now. It looks like you're gonna get a shower, but its too late to stop now." Lady Rya said. Her own breath grew ragged as she pushed herself close to climax. Luka started to curl into something like the fetal position as she worked her clit fast and hard. With a grunt, Lady Rya pushed herself over the edge and felt her panties grow damp as her inner walls convulsed. She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned down to Luka's ear. "There they go. They're popping one by one, and I don't think you'll be able to hold back now." She whispered and watched her familiar intently, eager to see how she'd react. Luka flinched once, twice, then gasped and bucked her hips and shivered for a long time before she seemed to relax to relax. Then suddenly, she flinched again as her eyes shot wide open.

Luka looked around confused, then felt her face: it was hot, but dry. Her fingers, however, were soaked. She noticed her Mistress kneeling next her her and glared down at the smiling woman. "Really?" She asked incredulously. "You do something really sweet for once, or so I thought, and next thing I know its back to sex again with you." She all but barked.

"Aw don't be such a spoilsport." Lady Rya said as she threw her arms around Luka.

"No!" Luka growled. She pushed Lady Rya back as she sat up. "You make a big deal about how its not about sex then next thing I know we're playing soggy biscuit and I'm the fucking biscuit. What's worse is you make me get off from it. You do remember I was a guy right?" She asked, angrily.

Lady Rya couldn't help but laugh. "I didn't make you get off to anything." She said.

"Bullshit." Luka grumbled, and turned away before she wrapped herself in the blanket.

Lady Rya crawled on the cot and pulled the bundled-up Luka into her arms. "Dear, I just provided the scenario. You don't need to be insecure around me, there's nothing wrong with enjoying that kind of thing no matter what you are." She cooed.

"I'm not a guy anymore though am I." Luka grumbled. "Can't I just be a lesbian and keep it simple?"

Lady Rya chuckled. "You can try but so far your body has had other ideas." She said. "Do you really resent being a woman so much?" She asked as she stroked Luka's hair.

Luka sighed. "No, its just..." She trailed off for a minute. "At least for me, my gender never really was a part of how I defined myself."

Lady Ryan nodded silently and waited for Luka to continue.

"I guess the body has its perks, but I'm just so used to being a guy that I feel like I'm doing something wrong." Luka mumbled.

"You haven't done anything wrong yet dear." Lady Rya said softly.

Luka sighed again. "Look, I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel about this yet, so can you please do me a favor and keep the dicks out of my dreams for now?" Luka asked quietly. "Even if I might be attracted to something like that, the thought of it just makes me feel weird and guilty. There's no way I could enjoy something like that." She trailed off.

Lady Rya sighed and pulled Luka down to lay with her on the cot. "Luka dear, you still have a lot to learn about being my partner." She said, somewhat sternly, then kissed Luka's ear. "But I thank you for being honest with me. It really helps me understand where to start with you."

Luka sighed. "No luck I guess." She muttered.

"You just wait and see dear, you'll understand soon enough." Lady Rya whispered.

Luka grumbled, but said nothing. She did her best to get comfortable on the shared space. Lady Rya required little adjustment on her end and soon they were both drifting off to sleep. At some point in the night, Dianna checked in on them and saw them asleep. She thought to wake them for a few more questions, but decided against it. The next morning Luka woke up early and pried herself out of her Mistress' arms. Lady Rya grunted sleepily; she seemed distraught. Luka sighed and crammed a pillow into Lady Rya's arms to fill the space she had been in. This seemed to satisfy her Mistress, who hugged it tight. Luka made sure the door was shut before she stripped down and pulled a fresh set of clothes from her bag. She scowled a bit as she saw the slightly soiled underwear she had forgotten to change after the events of the previous night. Halfway through getting dressed, Luka had a realization that she thought was kind of funny. As reserved as she was, she realized she felt no discomfort being naked in front of Lady Rya. She shrugged and guessed it might have something to do with having been tied up and naked in Lady Rya's basement for about four months.

Luka opened the door quietly and snuck out to the lab to see what Lady Rya had been up to the night before. Scrap paper and chemical spills covered the only open desk they had; while many of the glass containers on the other table were now filled with strangely colored liquids. Luka tidied up quickly and tried to make heads or tails of the scribbled notes of her Mistress.

"isolation impossible, maybe attempt a full reset?" Was the heading of one, followed by a list stretching onto the back of the sheet of pros and cons. Luka swiftly realized that she lacked the context or schooling necessary to understand any of it and just gave up. She strolled over to the chained door and and slid the bar aside.

"Hey, can you talk?" She asked as she peered into the darkness.

A whimpering growl was all the response she got.

"Didn't think so." She said, and slumped down with her back against the door. "You know, I'm kinda like you."

Silence from beyond the door.

"I mean, not as bad as you have it, but my body's been pretty fucked with." She explained. "I've apparently been undergoing changes for four months, and if what she said is true I might end up looking like you soon. Does it hurt?" She asked.

The door shook as something heavy slumped against it. She could hear labored panting from the other side.

"Guess that's a yes." She sighed. "I used to be a guy, in case you didn't know." She added, "before you get any ideas."

There was a bark that sounded almost like a human laugh from the other side.

Luka blushed, "Right, whatever" She grumbled. "Either way I'm spoken for. I"m literally owned by someone else."

Another bark-laugh from beyond the door.

"Alright, be that way asshole." Luka muttered. "I don't know if Lady Rya can really do anything to help you. From what I understand you fucked yourself up permanently." Luka added in a cold tone. "We're gonna try, but I need to warn you my Mistress is about as bright as a five watt bulb. It's only fair to let you know that before you get too excited." After that, Luka walked away. She felt a pang of guilt as she heard a low whimper from behind.

It wasn't long before Lady Rya stumbled from the room they had claimed to the lab and sat down sleepily on a fold out stool she had set up there the night before. "Morning dear, how'd you sleep?" She asked through a yawn.

"Well enough." Luka said. "Been making friends." She added.

"Oh dear." Lady Rya said as she looked over at the locked door. "You aren't being too mean to him, are you?" She asked worriedly.

Luka shook her head. "I only told him the facts. The odds are slim." Luka said flatly.

Lady Rya sighed and shook her head. "This is literally my field of expertise, dear." She said, "I'm gonna fix that boy, one way or another."

Luka sighed. "You might do well to curb your expectations for reality too." She said. "Whatever you go with I'm along for the ride though. I'm gonna go wander for a bit upstairs to clear my head, just let me know when you need me." She added, and walked off.

"All right dear, have fun." Lady Rya said in a somewhat worried tone. She looked down at the floor and thought for a bit before walking over to the chained door. She looked through the still-open slot in the door to see a large furry mass propped against the door. "Poor baby, she means well, really. She just doesn't want to see you get your hopes crushed, so the only way she can think of doing is keep you from getting them up in the first place."

There was a quiet whimper from the other side of the door before the scuffling of claws on stone signaled the thing retreating back into the darkened far side.

Lady Rya forced a smile. "I'm gonna let you in on a secret but you gotta promise not to tell." She said.

There was nothing from the other side of the door.

"Close enough." Lady Rya said, "I'm working on a new type of magic. A kind that can fix what went wrong for you. I promise, I'm gonna get you back to normal in no time." She said.

Still no response from the darkness.

Lady Rya nodded silently and returned to her lab to redouble her efforts. Meanwhile, Luka had found Dianna upstairs and was being led on an impromptu tour. They chatted about architecture as they roamed the extradimensional building. The mansion seemed to have every commodity one could think of and Luka found herself asking how Dianna's brother could ever be left for wanting in a place like this.

"Well, it's just me and him here." She explained. "It gets pretty lonely in more ways than one, so he would start going out on the town just to meet people." She continued. "That was fine for a while, an elf here, a human there, all of it not bad. While I was put off, the people he brought home always seemed really nice despite looking kinda scary a lot of the time. I think his interests were harmless enough, its just how he went about them is what went wrong. He'd have done better to become someone's apprentice you know. I wouldn't even care if it wasn't a lucrative school of magic, I'd just be happy he was applying himself responsibly. I just wanted him to be happy, but now..." She trailed off. Just then a shout that was supernaturally loud echoed throughout the house.

"Hey guys I think I got it!" The voice of Lady Rya announced. Luka and Dianna exchanged a half-worried look before they descended to the basement.

"Can you really fix him?" Dianna asked as she arrived.

"I believe you're using that term wrong." Lady Rya said. "saying I need to fix him implies there's something wrong with him, but yes I can help."

"What the hell do you mean by that?" Luka asked.

"What I mean is if it weren't for the inability to communicate and the pain he's in, he'd be just fine how he is, dear." Lady Rya explained. Luka shook her head and decided not to question it any further.

"How do you plan to do it?" Dianna asked. "I'll do anything I can to help."

"Well, now that you offer." Lady Rya mused, "Luka, go to our room and take a breather." She ordered.

Luka thought to protest, but decided against it. "Yes, Mistress." She said obediently and walked to their make-shift bedroom. She shut the door and sat down on the cot as she took a deep breath. She didn't have much faith in her Mistress' enthusiasm, but part of her had to admit she was curious to see what had been cooked up. She waited patiently to be called out, but after an hour she was starting to wonder just what was going on. She could hear glass being moved on the far side of the door, but still had no idea what that could mean. Were they brewing some kind of potion or just packing up? Before she could come up with a satisfying answer the door burst open to reveal a rather shell-shocked Dianna holding a coiled up rope, and behind her was Lady Rya with smirk that Luka definitely did not like. "Whatever you're thinking the answer is no." Luka said defensively, and scrambled to her feet.

"Sit down, Pet." Lady Rya ordered sternly. Luka felt the strength go out of her knees and collapsed back onto the cot.

"You guy's can't be serious!" Luka shouted.

"I'm sorry, Lady Rya said it was the only way." Dianna mumbled as she started binding Luka's arms behind her back with the rope. Luka tried to fight back, but found that strength had left her arms as well.

"Just what are you gonna do?" Luka asked, as she started to panic.

"We're going to make you a goddess." Lady Rya said in a tone that made Luka shiver. Dianna finished securing Luka's arms. "Good, now we just need to remove her clothes." Lady Rya said, and handed Dianna a pair of scissors. Dianna nodded solemnly, though looked white as a sheet as she slid the blades underneath Luka's shirt and began cutting. Luka growled as Dianna carved her shirt and bra off of her body. She tried in vain to look dignified in some way as she was force stripped. A couple minutes and one ruined set of clothes later, Luka sat naked and hunched over on the cot. Her feet aching from the cold stone floor.

"This has to be some kind of joke." Luka mutteredas she stared at the floor.

Lady Rya hooked a finger under Luka's chin and lifted her gaze to meet hers. "These are going to taste pretty bad, but you're going to be a good girl and swallow them all, okay?" She said as she held four vials full of viscous liquid up between the fingers of her other hand. "Now open up."

Luka felt her jaw go slack as Lady Rya lined the first vial up with her lips and poured it into her mouth. The closest thing she could compare the taste to was battery acid; though she didn't get much of a chance to savor it as she found herself gulping it down quickly. Dianna gasped as Luka experienced what felt initially like a kick to the groin, but somehow inverted. She looked down between her breasts to see a somewhat familiar sight dangling between her legs. "Y-you can't be serious." she stammered out as he felt something more dangling beneath her new penis; a matching set of testicles she presumed.

"Next one." Lady Rya ordered. Luka snapped to attention and let her Mistress pour the next solution down her throat. This one tasted of oranges oddly enough. Luka blinked slowly as she watched what initially looked like black paint begin to spread out from the mark below her naval in spirals and form an intricate and feathered pattern all over her body as it spread. Once it finished covering her, itbegan to pulse and flash with a subtle blue light. "Two more, these can be taken together." Lady Rya said, and offered the next two at once. Luka found herself complying again, and gulped the mixtures down. These two tasted like whiskey. With a groan, her vision blurred for a second, then she felt sharp stabbing pains wrack her body in what felt like a dozen places. She cried out as she felt something warm trickle down her front lip. She initially thought it was snot, until it hit her tongue and she realized it was blood. "Dianna, the mirror." Lady Rya ordered.

"Right." Dianna said, and pulled a hand mirror from the back of her waist band and holding it up in front of Luka.

Her face was borderline unrecognizable. Her once plain skin was now covered in an intricately spiraling and flashing pseudo-tattoo. She noticed her sclera were now black and her irises red; the latter of which seemed to glow with a subtle light. The blood that ran from nose was from what looked like a brand new piercing, bright and silver, mounted in her nostril. She saw her brows were also pierced with multiple barbells and she had a ring in each ear, as well as two rings on either side of her bottom lip. As she looked further down she saw she now had a barbell in each nipple and a naval ring as well. The gaze dropped past the mirror and she could see a ring sticking out of the end of her new penis; which also had a coiling tattoo out to its tip. She looked up at her Mistress worriedly. "Are you fucking serious?" She asked.

"What's wrong, I think you look quite stunning like this." Lady Rya said warmly. "the piercings will stop hurting in a couple seconds too." She added as she produced a handkerchief; which she began wiping the blood off of Luka's body with.

"I look like a walking rave!" Luka shouted.

"Oh hush, you look fine," Lady Rya scolded as she continued to clean her familiar. "Just what a certain young man is looking for, and we'll need a distraction for our plan to work."

"How am I supposed to go outside looking like this?" Luka barked. "Wait, what the hell do you mean by distraction!?"

"You'll keep him busy while I work my magic." Lady Rya said. "Easy, right?"

"You can't seriously expect me to fuck him?" Luka asked.

"Well you might not need to get that far depending on how fast we manage to work, so maybe?" Lady Rya said, but sounded a bit unsure.

"Oh my god can I just take the truck back?" Luka moaned. "I'm sitting here, in my third fucking body, about to be sent into seduce a furred subhuman."

"Oh come on, it'll be fun." Lady Rya said with a smile as she pulled Luka to her feet.

"Lets just get this over with." Luka groaned. Lady Rya led her out and to the chained door where Dianna produced a key and swiftly unlocked the chains.

"Now your orders are simple." Lady Rya said in a surprisingly serious tone. "You are to seduce the young gentleman inside this room. I've spent a good bit of resources making you into his ideal girl, so it shouldn't be hard. Once you start, you aren't allowed to stop until he's satisfied and back to normal."

Dianna opened the door and Lady Rya gave Luka a swat on the butt. "Go get him!" Lady Rya said with a wink.

Luka stumbled into the darkness, her arms still bound. "Didn't you forget something?" She asked nervously.

"You're right!" Lady Rya said, "Don't let him finish inside you, its your time of the year." She said cheerfully as the door swung shut.

Luka gazed around the darkened room nervously and noticed her new body markings partially illuminated the area around her. "Y-you there s-stud?" She asked. The words felt strange in her mouth. "I-I'm here to help you." She continued, taking a few steps forwards. "I know I was cold earlier, but look what they did to me. Ridiculous right? Guess I got what was coming to me, so want to talk it out?" She thought she saw something on the far side of the room. "I promise I'll be more friendly this time." She said.

A furred mane emerged from the dark in front of her and caused causing her to gasp and stumble, over onto her butt. Huge paws with scaled legs came down on either side of her body. A furred head with a scaly muzzle craned down from the darkness and sniffed the air in front of her. "E-easy there. I just want to talk, please don't hurt me." Luka stammered out. The thing paused and studied her with beady eyes for a moment before it let a long forked tongue loll out of its mouth and onto her belly. Luka squirmed as she felt the prehensile appendage worm its way up to her breasts; which managed to elicit a gasp from her. Each fork wrapped itself around one of her piercings and tugged gently at them. Warmth to bloomed In Luka's chest, and somewhere else as well.

"Shit." Luka muttered nervously, feeling her new length start to swell between her legs. "feels too good. why does it feel good?" Luka mumbled as she screwed her eyes shut. A moment later the tongue had left her nipples and trailed lower. Luka hissed as the forks wrapped themselves tightly around the base of her cock and kept the blood from flowing back out. This new pressure caused the veins in her length to bulge out. Her hiss became a moan as the rest of its tongue coiled around her length and began to slowly slide up and down her length. "Y-you shouldn't be..." Luka tried to say before another moan escaped her lips. "You're a guy though!" She pleaded. The thing seemed to ignore her and continued slowly working her shaft as it edged her closer and closer to the climax she was dreading. "Please stop, I'm gonna-" She started, but was cut off by the creature ducking its muzzle lower. It took her member inside its warm maw, and Luka moaned as her nethers caved in to the new sensation. Her eyes rolled back as she started filling the the thing's muzzle with her seed. She felt close to passing out, but something made her fight the fatigue: A desire to see things through kept her going, despite all logic she could throw at it. She looked up hazily, seeing her cum drip from the thing's maw as it nudged her side forcefully. With a grunt, it managed to flip her onto her stomach. Luka grunted in discomfort as her face and breasts were pressed into the cold stone. Another push hoisted her ass higher in the air. Luka looked back at the thing as best she could given her position. "Just promise me you won't come inside all right? I don't want to get pregnant, I'll let you cum anywhere else okay?" She pleaded. With a grunt, the thing shifted its hips forward and slid something hot and slimy slide up between her butt cheeks. Luka shuddered as the thing rubbed against her balls and labia. The beast rocked its hips back and forth and coated her entire ass with whatever slime covered its own cock. Luka craned her neck to see what was about to enter her, but could only see something bright red and covered in bulging veins before she felt the rod bend on its own and press up against her pussy. "Easy there, I've never had anything besides fingers in there before." She said, and braced for a rough entry. To her surprise, the thing decided to take a slower aproach. She winced from the sheer size of the thing, but at least it was being considerate. Luka bit her lip as she felt the thing's bestial cock worm its was as far inside her as her vagina would allow, and tried hard to keep her wits about her when all her mind wanted to do was blank out. "Holy shit, babe." She heard herself say to her own surprise. With a growl the beast started working itself in and out of her slit. Despite the strain, Luka felt her member growing erect again from the stimulation. "F-fuck it feels good." She groaned, and felt the thing above her pick up the pace after it herd her. Luka groaned as she became painfully erect. She felt her length bob and throb with each thrust from the beast rutting her. "D-don't stop!" She heard herself moan, but to her dismay she felt the unnatural cock inside her slip out; though only for a moment. She felt the thing's member once again worm its way against her; though this time it pressed against her asshole incessantly. "Fuck you can't be close to cumming already?" Luka asked sounding disappointed. The thing only humped faster in response. "Fine, but you better ride me for all you're worth, you got me going again so you better finish the job." She said, and tried to relax her ass. She had never had anything back there, even as a male, but she understood the gist of how it works. Or at least she hoped she did. With a pop the beast finally forced its cock inside her ass and Luka cried out in pain; though as it slid deeper she felt a new sensation when it pressed against a certain spot. The beast gave her no time to adjust and railed its hips against hers as it ravaged her asshole. Pre dripped and flicked off of Luka's flailing rod as she was used, but to her surprise she noticed something odd through the rough fucking. The thing's member seemed to be shrinking inside her. It was a disappointing sensation, but she tried to focus on when it hit that sweet spot inside her; that is until she felt hands grab the ropes binding her arms. Human hands. She was yanked roughly up to her knees as the now significantly smaller cock forced itself deeper inside her ass. Luka could only moan from the shift in sensations. The sheer size of the man's previous rod had overwhelmed her before, but his now smaller cock totally lacked any pain from penetrating her in comparison. Luka could only pant as the remaining pleasurable sensations overwhelmed her and caused precum to run liberally down her shaft as a male voice groaned in her ear. "I'm so close, just a little more." Luka pleaded. The man holding her answered by redoubling his efforts, and hammed her prostate with everything he had. In no time, Luka was reduced to a moaning, shuddering mess as her cock jumped and spurted fresh cum out onto the cold stone floor with each of his thrusts. He grinned as he noticed the control over her orgasm and slowed his thrusts until there was just a steady drool of cum from her pierced cock; though his amusement was short lived. He grunted as his instincts took over and started fucking her full force again. Luka cried out and came a third time, her overstimulated body all but convulsing as the man let out a moan and filled her with his own seed. He slowly withdrew and watched as his seed to drooled out of Luka's now gaping asshole.

Seconds later the door flew open and Lady Rya came running in. "Luka I'm so proud!" She exclaimed. The man behind Luka scrambled to cover his privates as the strange woman ran in, and then tried to cover his face at the same time when his sister stepped in to see as well.

"Roy?" Dianna asked nervously.

"Yeah, just don't look, all right?" The man stammered out.

Dianna ignored this and ran forward to hug her brother and nearly knocked him over. "I thought you were gone for good!" She cried out.

"Jesus Dianna, I get it but you're getting my cum on you!" Roy shouted as his face turned beat red. Dianna looked down confused for a second, then hurried out of the room with her hands over her similarly red face.. Meanwhile Lady Rya was still praising Luka quietly, who had since passed out. Her asshole slowly regained its normal shape as Roy's cum ran down her balls to the floor. Roy quietly dismissed himself to get dressed. There were a few more pleasantries exchanged as Lady Rya disassembled her lab and a few scoldings from Lady Rya about being careful from now on to Roy. Lady Rya was kind enough to give him a small list of polymorphists he could seek out an apprenticeship with, and he thanked her. Luka remained passed out for the rest of their time in the Cross' Manor and would remain that way for another eight hours after. When she came to, Luka noticed two things immediately. The first was her skin being back to its normal pale coloration, and the second was the noticeable lack of anything between her legs. she pulled up the bed sheets to verify. her suspicions were confirmed; she was back to standard female equipment now. The only mark on her skin was now just the symbol binding her to Lady Rya below her naval. Her spontaneous piercings also seemed to have disappeared along with any trace of holes or scarring where they had been. She let out a sigh and looked around, seeing she was back in her own bedroom.

"Luka you up yet?" Lady Rya said quietly as she opened the door.

Luka sat up in her bed. "Yeah, sorry to make you worry." She mumbled.

"Oh shush you did great." Lady Rya said as she smiled.

Luka was quiet for a while before speaking up. "I'm sorry for doubting you earlier." She said quietly.

Lady Rya snickered. "Oh I don't mind. I'm used to it." She said. "Besides, I'm very much a 'show, don't tell' kind of girl. I didn't expect you to trust me until you saw me work first hand."

"Still, I said some mean things about you to that man." Luka muttered.

Lady Rya walked up to Luka and hugged her tight, causing her to blush. "Don't worry about that," She said, "I can be very ditsy anyway. That's why I need you around, dear." She said; which caused Luka to blush even more.

Luka hugged her Mistress tight and sat like that for a while. "What did we end up making from this?" Luka finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Making what?" Lady Rya asked.

"Money-wise." Luka explained.

Lady Rya went white as a sheet. "Oh shit." She muttered.

"Did you get their phone number or address?" Luka asked worriedly.

"Nope." Lady Rya admitted nervously.

Luka sighed and rubbed her temples. "I think I'm just gonna go back to bed." She groaned.

"I'll go work on getting that money." Lady Rya said enthusiastically as she hurried out of the room. Luka couldn't help but feel like her Mistress would end up get distracted by something else and forget again; though she also felt a strange sense of security and comfort in her Mistress' abilities at the same time. It was a strange mix of emotions, but it was the first step Luka actually took towards trusting her Mistress. Luckily for the two, payment came in the mail the next week along with a thank-you note and phone number from Roy to Luka; who ripped the note up and retreated to her room with her face turning beat red. The money wasn't nearly as much as Dianna worked it up to be, but it was enough to keep Lady Rya's research going for another three months; which would prove to usually be enough to hold them over until the next person walked in looking to hire their help.