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[b][u][center]The Pledges and their Problems 1

For a-lycotonum

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Three days since being bound to the Muse, Caelia still wasn’t entirely used to the fact that she was being accompanied by an outsider, and a rather powerful one, at that. She had gotten used to the fact that she had gone from having a normal wardrobe to having one that was filled with clothes that were far too revealing for her tastes, and she’d even gotten used to the fact that people stared at her chubby body when she walked by, particularly when her breasts started to hang a little freer.

What she hadn’t gotten used to were her…her…

“Mmmph. Just change them back, please?”

She lifted one of her feet, no longer human, but rather scaled, covered with the blue scales of a dragoness. Even now, she didn’t know how to handle having such different bits of anatomy. Her soles were tough enough to take the beatings of the cobblestone streets, but they were still smooth enough to be rather…enticing, even to her when she looked at them in the mirror. She was half-sure that there was some sort of spell by the Muse upon them, something to ‘inspire’ different feelings upon seeing them, but the dark woman following behind her had never confirmed that.

Hell, the other woman only smiled at the request.

“Hardly. They are beautiful, and they suit you.”

“I’m a chubby woman that is paler than half the population of the college. I can’t fit in anyway, and now you’re making me walk barefoot with…with…”

“You haven’t complained when the young men offered to give you foot massages.”

“…No, but…”

“Ah, Caelia, you still feel such embarrassment, such shame. Walk with confidence, my dear, and you will overcome all.”

Not that she had much of a choice. She wasn’t allowed to take horses, carriages, or anything. The Muse said that it was for her own good, that it was meant to help her overcome shame and to feel better about herself.

Caelia was pretty sure that it was just meant to make her blush and put on a show for the Muse.

Still, they were getting a break from that today, at least. They walked up the steps towards the very sorority house that she was trying to become a member of, and she wasn’t the only person with a companion. She saw other women of various descent and origins, from elves to gnomes, from half-orcs to gnolls, and there were dozens of different outsiders attached to them.

Perhaps the most striking was a goat-woman that followed a halfling. Caelia leaned away from her, knowing that it was a succubus coming down the road, but at the same time, she couldn’t help but stare at the demoness. There was something about her that screamed for attention, that demanded satisfaction.

Even as she watched the hooved monster shove her way forward, it was hard not to admire those furred, thick legs, that barely-visible pussy, that –

And then the succubus entered the sorority house, and Caelia blinked.

“…Oh, that’s not fair.”

“Yes, she is far too…blunt…for my tastes,” the Muse said.

For once, the pair of them agreed on something. It was so strange that Caelia almost wondered if she might be dreaming.

“Hey, move out of the way, pretty-feet,” a gnome shouted from behind her.

Nope. Not dreaming.

“Let’s get inside.”

The Muse nodded, and they joined the cluster of other applicants that had already gone in. The succubus’s aura seemed to be displaced from being inside of another magical building, to her vast relief, and she sighed as she sat down on the far side of the circle from the person attached to the sex demon. A halfling, surprisingly, who wore even less than usual. Caelia blushed as she realized that the little female only wore a patch over her pussy, and a couple of pasty things that covered her nipples.

[i]Gods…[/i]

Eventually, the doors closed behind them. The only woman without an outsider attached to her, older than the rest of them by a biological decade, stepped into the middle of the room and bowed.

“Welcome, everyone, to the first evaluation meeting between you, your outsider, and the sorority. I am your current liaison with the organization. My name is Eve, and I’ll be making sure that everything runs smoothly today.”

“What do you mean, smoothly?” one of the women asked.

“You’re going to be introducing your outsiders to each other today, and that means that there is likely to be some chaos. Some embarrassment is inevitable, and will be different depending on who you got. However, I’m here to keep things from devolving into an all-out debacle, so don’t worry about that.”

Caelia did feel a bit better about that, even though she slowly pulled her legs under her chair. She managed to hide her bejeweled feet for about three seconds before the Muse pushed them right back out.

“Mmmph.”

“Be proud, dear.”

“You be proud. They’re your work.”

“Yes, but I can’t be proud if you don’t show them off.”

Their muttering must have gotten Eve’s attention, because the room had been pointed at them by the time that she looked back. Caelia blushed as the other woman gestured at her.

“I see that we have an early volunteer. If you wouldn’t mind standing up, dear?”

Caelia most certainly did mind, but she also knew that she had to go along with this if she didn’t want to lose the opportunity to get in. She slowly got to her feet, trying to ignore the gasps and stares going on as she squirmed from one blue-scaled foot to the other. Her toes, more like talons now, drummed against the floor.

“I see that you’ve already gone through some hard times, dear. Keep in mind, the binding spell will make sure that you don’t get in trouble. As long as you don’t kill someone or hurt them, you will be given complete amnesty at the end of this.”

“Trust me, I don’t plan on killing anyone. And the only one I want to hurt is…is…”

She blinked, rubbing her throat. Eve smiled.

“Ah, yes, the zone of truth. I should have mentioned that was active right now. I assume that whoever you thought you wanted to hurt hasn’t earned your ire as much as you thought?”

That was one way of putting it. She slowly looked over her shoulder at the Muse behind her, glaring at her. The dark-skinned woman smiled, adjusting the bangles through her hair and across her shoulders.

“At any rate, would you mind introducing your outsider to the group, dear? And yourself, of course.”

“Well, um…”

She looked around the group. Most of the other women were in better shape than her, and those that weren’t seemed to have a reason. Two in a wheelchair, one that was a full orc, one that was a gnoll that was attached to some sort of gloopy, gloppy demon creature. She groaned, rubbing her face.

“My name is Caelia Leontina. I came here hoping to find a little confidence, and…um…I seem to have gotten an outsider that is dedicated to that sort of thing,” she said, nodding over her shoulder at her assigned partner. “I only know her as the Muse, so I guess that’s her name.”

“Charmed, dears, I’m sure,” the Muse said.

“She’s, um…”

“You will need to make a regular report from here on, Caelia,” Eve said. “Just so we know what’s going on with you and…Muse, was it?”

“Heh, yes.”

“So, if you wouldn’t mind letting us know what’s happened with you? And, um, what’s happened to your feet, as well.”

The focus on her feet was only getting worse, and her cheeks were starting to burn as red as her feet were blue. She wanted to hide them, but it was not possible. Instead, she was feeling the Muse’s touch on her back, nudging her forward a bit. It didn’t make her step forward, but she could feel the images creeping into her mind, the ideas that the Muse had for making her more ‘comfortable’ with her body.

She saw herself standing on one leg, showing off her body as if she was going to act out what had happened on stage. She saw herself extending her leg, pointing her toes, showing off just how fine they were.

She saw herself walking right over to the succubus and the halfling across the room and showing off for them, displaying what a proper erotic show was.

Caelia shook her head rapidly at the last one, not wanting that particular image to stick around.

Forcing herself to calm down, and feeling able to act of her own accord to a degree that had been impossible earlier in the week, she nodded.

“I’m sorry. It’s still very embarrassing for me.”

“Take your time,” Eve said.

“I’d prefer not to.” She took a deep breath and puffed it back out. “Okay. Okay. I had to put on a performance with the amateur bard club, and I ended up getting transformed into a two-legged dragon.”

The entire room almost exploded with questions, only for Eve to wave her hand. A silence spell seemed to descend, and everyone but Caelia and her seemed to be affected by it.

“Ah ah. I didn’t say that it was free time to talk. Please, continue, Caelia.”

“Thanks…” She rubbed the back of her neck. “Um, I ended up being transformed, and due to the power of the Muse, I got a bit more…confident. More…showy, I guess. And I ended up…”

[i]Oh gods.[/i]

“I ended up dancing down the stage, showing off in the nude, and…getting fucked…”

She squeaked the last word, even as she remembered how it had gone, how pleasurable it had been. Just thinking of that now, confessing it before all the other women that were going through similar things, made her feel a little bit aroused.

[i]Gods, am I becoming an exhibitionist?[/i]

That would just be the icing on the cake, wouldn’t it? One more reminder of just how perverted that she had become. She could almost feel her thighs grinding together as she thought about it. Sitting down, she half-consciously extended her legs, showing off her longer, more ‘bestial’ feet, though the only real bestial features were the longer toes and the claws at the end…and the little claw at the heel, she supposed.

“And now, I can’t get rid of them,” she said. “The Muse says that they’re pretty, and I should show them off.”

“Well…she is right in that they’re pretty,” Eve said, smiling. “Anything else happen lately?”

“Gods, isn’t that enough?”

“Well, it wouldn’t be the first time that things started to go a little wonky for our applicants. But if that’s all, thank you, Caelia.”

She felt the silence spell being lifted off of the rest of the applicants, and couldn’t help but shiver as they all started talking at once. She could hear some of them asking her how it felt to be transformed, how she liked being on display. She heard someone ask to see her feet a little more closely, and she heard someone else say that they’d have to track her down for a private show.

But none of that matched what was said by the halfling across the way.

“You got humiliated by [i]that[/i]?”

All eyes turned to the nearly-naked halfling, who didn’t even bother to look even slightly embarrassed. If anything, she spread her legs even further on her chair, showing off her pussy to the entire room.

“God, fuck you. You think that you got it bad? Seriously, all you’re doing is teasing, showing off.”

“Teasing? I – I got fucked!”

“Yeah, on stage. Like that matters.” The halfling snorted. “You want to impress me, make it sound like you got anything good? Talk to me after your first real gangbang. That’s where it’s at. A hard rut to get you off and leave you soaked in cum? Fuck yeah.”

The room went quiet without the use of the silence spell this time, and Caelia could see why. Most of the people were shocked, but none more so than her.

After all, she knew that halfling. Roselle Greenhill had been an acquaintance of hers for a while, a relatively subdued halfling, though not exactly prudish. It was more that nobody knew much about her.

If she’d been hiding this before, she had been doing a damn good job of it.

Before Eve could say anything, though, Caelia’s Muse stepped forward. Bare black feet slapped the ground and bangles jingled as she huffed.

“Now, that is just absurd. You think that you can just claim superiority for the quick and dirty? Where is the art? Where is the [i]seduction?[/i]”

“And where is [i]your[/i] superiority when you take forever to get to the act? All tease, no delivery,” the goat-woman succubus said from behind the gnome.

“Sar’onnath, oh, pray tell me more, goat of a thousand cum-guzzles, she-goat that bent over for Priapus, the only one that had any interest in the void between [i]your[/i] legs.”

The demoness stepped forward, and so did the Muse, the pair of them almost charging across the room.

It seemed that a fight would be inevitable.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Caelia is having a bit of a hard time. Three days into her task of being bound with an outsider, and she already has dragon feet rather than human feet. Well, it’s time for a meeting with the sorority; maybe she can get a better deal here.

Tags: F/solo, sorority, magic college, series, patreon reward, human, dragon, goat, halfling, size difference, nudity, embarrassment, confession, exhibitionism,