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Comm29 - The New Edelgard
🕑 Added 2023-04-17 17:15:42 +0000 UTC[Cock transformation, TG TF, twinning, identity theft, reality warp, multiple partial twinings]
[This story takes place after the Golden Deer route of Fire Emblem Three Hopes and contains spoilers for that route]
Ingrid and Dimitri opened their eyes, but didn’t move a muscle. There was an air of tension they could sense, and had become all-too familiar with of late. They were getting good at sensing assassins in their sleep. Under the covers of their shared bed, the leaders of Faerghus slept with a short spear for just such an occasion. Ingrid carefully squeezed her weapon and prepared to make her move.
With practiced coordination, Dimitri rolled aside so his wife could sit up and throw the spear in one swift motion. The familiar sound of steel piercing flesh and a muffled grunt signalled they had overcome yet another attempt on their lives. Ingrid and Dimitri shared a relieved sigh.
“This must stop.” Dimitri declared. “How long must we sleep with one eye open? Can’t I simply relax in bed with my wife? Damn you and your stubborn convictions, Edelgard…”
Together, the pair uneasily slid back in bed and held each other’s naked, war-scarred bodies.
“If I were leader of the Empire, I would not suspend the continent in a perpetual state of conflict such as she does.” Dimitri muttered.
A wild idea formed in Ingrid’s head. “Maybe you can be the Empire’s leader, and without any further bloodshed…”
Dimitri leaned back and gave Ingrid an intrigued look. “Oh? What do you have in mind?”
—
The next day, the King and Queen of Faerghus summoned a famed mercenary to their court - the Ashen Demon.
“Welcome to Fhirdiad.” Dimitri greeted. “Er, what may I call you?”
“You can call me ‘Professor’.” Byleth said knowingly, but with her characteristic emotionless demeanor.
“‘Professor’... Heh heh, I like it. And to be quite honest, it feels… natural, somehow.” Dimitri pondered aloud.
Little did Dimitri or Ingrid know that Byleth had recently seen visions of the lives she could have led - the lives she would have led, had history played out a bit differently. She could feel the bonds she forged in alternate timelines - and she knew others could too, to a lesser extent.
“Anyway, Professor, to the point of why we asked you here.” Ingrid said. “We have an idea for how to end this conflict between the Empire and the Kingdom without spilling one more drop of blood, and we think you can help us.”
Byleth raised an eyebrow.
“Dimitri should take Edelgard’s place. Not just as Emperor of Adrestia, but as Edelgard von Hresvelg herself.” Ingrid elaborated. “With potent enough magic, Dimitri should be able to gain the support of both Kingdom and Empire citizens, and lead both our nations to a peaceful future.”
Byleth scratched her chin in silent contemplation.
“I know you and I don’t have much history together, even though it doesn’t feel that way.” Dimitri said. “Nonetheless, will you help us, Professor?”
“Of course.” Byleth gave an uncharacteristic smirk. “But, it won’t be quite so simple…”
—
With a plan devised, Dimitri called for a peace summit to be held at Garreg Mach Monastery between the three major powers of the continent. Byleth returned to Alliance territory with an invite for Claude, while a neutral but trusted messenger delivered an invite to Edelgard. If all were in agreement, peace would be made a week later on the grounds where they shared happy school memories years prior.
—
Dimitri slowly sat up in bed - the same bed he had occupied during his time as a student at the officer’s academy. It was the day of the peace summit, and despite going an entire week without facing an assassination attempt, he was not very well rested.
His muscles were tense and his teeth were clenched. The King of Faerghus was anxious, but also excited to see their plan come to fruition. Beside him, his wife noticed the tent he was pitching under the covers.
“I still can’t believe that such a spell even exists, let alone that the Professor can wield its power as her own. Can she really turn me into Edelgard… and will it truly involve the real Edelgard becoming my… my cock?” Dimitri wondered.
“You are the real Edelgard, honey~” Ingrid grinned. “As of today, you’re her majesty Emperor Edelgard von Hresvelg, and you’re what Fodlan needs~”
Dimitri let out a shaky chuckle.
Ingrid began to slowly peel the blankets off of herself and her partner as she gently rubbed Dimitri’s shoulder.
“It’s alright darling, let me make all that anxiety melt away…” Ingrid pressed a gentle kiss on Dimitri’s cheek.
“I love you, Ingrid…” Dimitri breathed airily. “Oh gods, I need you…”
As she pulled Dimitri closer, Ingrid gently placed a finger on the tip of his dick.
“Don’t you worry, everything’s alright. You’re safe, I’ve got you~” Ingrid cooed as she lightly wrapped a hand around her partner’s shaft. “You’re mine~”
“A-ahh!! Nnng, y-yes!~”
Dimitri’s erect shaft pulsed as Ingrid tightened her grasp and began to jerk off her lover.
“You’ve got a busy day ahead of you Edie~” Ingrid said sultrily. “That’s it… let it all out…”
Pre began to flow down Dimitri’s length, sticking to his skin and his wife’s hand. A few little splutters dripped onto the old academy bed sheets as Ingrid picked up the pace. Dimitri tried his best to muffle his horny moans while Ingrid strove to make them louder.
“Nnng! I-I’m about to-!!” Dimitri yelped, then shot wave after wave of his royal seed across the tiny room. “I love you Ingrid…” He panted.
“I love you too, Edie~”
—
At 11:00 that morning, the continent’s rulers assembled with their closest confidants in the study hall of the officers’ academy. The benches used for students had been cleared out, and a large, round table sat at the center of the room.
Already standing behind their seats were Claude, Byleth, Marianne, and Hilda, all waiting for the others to take their places. Dimitri and Ingrid entered from one end of the hall, while Edelgard and Hubert entered from the other. The four of them slowly walked towards each other without diverting their gazes for even a second.
After a tense moment, the King and the Emperor were face to face.
“Edelgard.” Dimitri acknowledged. His azure armour glistened in the light shining through stained glass windows.
“Dimitri.” Edelgard greeted stiffly. Her silver armour shined brightly, and her long, braided white hair practically glowed.
“No more blood will be spilled. Not now, not later.” Dimitri extended his hand.
“That is ever the goal, is it not?” Edelgard took his hand in her own for a firm, if not tense, handshake.
Just as they released their grip, Byleth silently cast her ancient, holy spell. She didn’t even have to move a muscle, she merely needed to say the incantation in her mind.
Both Edelgard’s and Dimitri’s faces flushed red as an invisible magical pulse tore through reality at the speed of light. Dimitri froze for a moment as he was hit with the sensation that “this was it!”, but Edelgard got straight to the point. She stood up on her tippy toes, grabbed Dimitri by the cheeks, and pulled his face down for her to kiss. All too happy to oblige, he wrapped his arms around Edelgard and pulled her close so he could frantically make out with her.
A pair of excited gasps escaped the lips of Hilda and Marianne, but Claude and Hubert remained silent. The King of Leicster raised both his eyebrows and slowly rubbed his chin. Hubert, meanwhile, had gone into shock. His mouth was agape and he took a step backwards. For perhaps the first time in his professional life, Edelgard’s right hand man was taken completely off-guard - something Ingrid made sure to swiftly take advantage of.
The Queen of Faerghus leapt into action, dashing to Hubert’s side and holding his hands behind his back. To her surprise, he gave little resistance as Ingrid clamped portable, lightweight shackles around Hubert’s wrists and dropped him to his knees.
“L-Lady Edelgard-!?” The pale, eerie man stuttered.
“Interesting…” Claude mused to himself as two of his aides giggled wildly beside him.
Byleth simply watched with a discreet smirk on her face.
Meanwhile, Edelgard and Dimitri couldn’t take their hands off each other. They felt such an intense sense of togetherness, one that needed to be satisfied at any cost - even the thought of not being close to each other filled them both with dread. An odd sensation briefly pried their thoughts away from each other: their crotches felt null and empty.
Finally unlocking their lips from each others’, they both looked down to see their armour had melted away under their tummies revealing that their two bodies had begun to fuse together!
“What on Earth-!? Nnng, ahh!” Edelgard moaned as a strange, stiff sensation ran up her spine.
“It will be a-ah!! -alright, don’t worry.” Dimitri tried to reassure himself as much as his horny counterpart.
The rest of Edelgard’s armour rapidly melted off her changing body and seemingly vapourised before falling to the ground. Dimitri’s armour, however, remained mostly intact. The emperor’s feet lifted off the ground as her bare legs started to curl backwards, and the king had to quickly adjust his balance to remain upright. Meanwhile, Edelgard found that her arms were rigidly pressed to her sides, and nothing she could do would let her regain control of them.
“What in the name of Fodlan?” Claude muttered to himself.
“Oh come on Claude, even I can see what’s happening! Hee hee!” Hilda snickered.
“L-Lady Ede-Edelg-gard!!” Hubert gasped frantically, finally beginning to put up some resistance to the hold Ingrid had on him. “What have they done to you!?”
Byleth let out a barely-audible giggle for the first time in her life. Claude turned to her, read her face, and instantly determined she had played a part in this scheme. His heart sank - he felt left-out being completely in the dark about a scheme so bizarre and so critical to the future of the continent. If only he could join in the fun…
A long lock of golden hair drooped over Dimitri’s face just before its colour began to fade away. As he pulled it out of his eyes, another lock grew down over his face, and another. His legs felt tight and compressed, which made sense once he noticed his eye level was beginning to drop.
“Th-this is it! I’m really becoming her!” Dimitri excitedly mused aloud.
“Becoming who!?” Edelgard yelped in confusion.
Edelgard looked up and made eye contact with Dimitri. She could see his eyes slowly shifting away from their natural blue, gaining a hint of red as they became lilac in colour - the same lilac hue she saw in the mirror every day.
“Becoming you~” Dimitri said with two voices simultaneously - with his own, and with Edelgard’s.
“Th-this is impossible!” Edelgard cried, then lowered her voice. “But why d-does it feel so right? Nnng…”
The rigidity throughout Edelgard’s body only got more pronounced as her form slowly shrunk down and molded itself into a less-human, more-phallic shape. Her breasts receded into her torso as her legs curled up tightly underneath her. Her neck widened to the same diameter as the rest of her body, and her head became blood red as it started to reshape itself into a smooth, sensitive glans.
As the last of Dimitri’s hair lost its colour and his height stabilised at 5’2, the armour encompassing him lost its lustre and shifted from brilliant azure to stunning crimson. His entire body felt tight as Byleth’s magic sculpted every inch of his being. His face stretched in some parts and compressed in others, slowly contorting his masculine visage into one of regal femininity.
“Nnng, ahh, ahh…” Dimitri huffed as his vocal chords tuned themselves to match Edelgard’s distinctive, commanding voice.
“Ohmigosh, this is so hot!” Hilda cheered giddily.
Marianne, her face blushing wildly, tried to contain Hilda’s excitement - and her own embarrassment towards her girlfriend’s brazen behaviour - but couldn’t hold back an excited grin of her own.
“Cease this undignified, embarrassing, preposterous farce immediately!” Hubert seethed. “Even I would never stoop to such a low as this!”
“H-Hubert…” Edelgard gurgled, struggling with all her might to speak - something felt like it was pushing up her throat. “Nnng, h-help me c-come! H-help-!!” Edelgard spoke without thinking. ‘What on Earth!?’ She thought to herself. ‘Surely I meant “help me escape”, right? But…’ “H-hold me! Rub me! Nnng!”
“L-Lady Edelgard!?” Hubert stammered in disbelief.
The last of Edelgard’s humanity was being stripped away, her essence leaving her body to settle into Dimitri’s. A scrotum grew to encapsulate her curled legs, which were rapidly being repurposed as a pair of testes. Her nearly-cylindrical body created a simple tube running from the very tip of her being and into Dimiri’s crotch, and her insides condensed into hard, sensitive erectile tissue. Her hair fused into her flesh as her facial features vanished and a urethral opening appeared on top of her head. Her eyes shut for one final time and her mouth sealed over for good, as did her ears and nose. She was now nothing but a horny, throbbing, twenty centimetre-long cock.
There was a moment where Edelgard - now the Edelcock - existed only with the sensation of touch, but she quickly regained her other senses due to the curse Byleth had cast. She was looking straight up with the exact same view she had only moments prior. The ornate ceiling of the study hall as well as an uncanny approximation of her old self filled her view. The Edelcock could still see hints of Dimitri remaining on his changing face, but they were vanishing before her nonexistent eyes.
Meanwhile, Dimitri’s transformation was in its final stages too. Mass accumulated in his breasts and glutes, and pressure built in his chest and his posterior - but that pressure was relieved as his attire caught up with the rest of the transformations, leaving room for them to exist within their elegant confines. His hair styled itself into a pair of buns on each side of his head, and an elaborate, horned crown formed with the rest of his changing clothes. A precisely-fitted red dress was created from the finest Faerghus steel Dimitri adorned to the summit, accompanied by matching gloves, knee boots, and tight smallclothes. Dimitri’s body now matched that of Edelgard in every way, save for the erect Edelcock protruding from the parting in the front of his crimson dress.
Finally, the last part of the transformation involved his mind. No part of his identity or memory was overwritten, but he could feel Edelgard’s essence being absorbed into his own. Edelgard’s memories flooded through him, as did her entire personality. A second felt like an eternity as he mentally became the sum of both himself and of Edelgard, but eventually, his identity settled into its new combined form: Dimitri was now the new Edelgard.
“Just as I was beginning to think I’d seen the extent of strange things this continent has in store…” Claude broke the silence after a moment.
“Ooh, looks like someone’s got the hots for the new Edelgard~” Hilda teased, eying the tent in Claude’s pants.
Hiding his face as his cheeks flushed with warmth, Claude didn’t acknowledge Hilda’s remark.
Edelgard turned to the leader of the Alliance and held the Edelcock in one hand. “Like what you see, Claude?~”
Claude simply averted his gaze, failing to hide his arousal from the room of horny women, plus Hubert.
“L-lady Edelgard…?” Hubert said wearily. “Is that… you?”
“Of course it is, Hubert.” Edelgard replied.
“B-but… you are also Dimitri…?” He continued.
“In a way, yes. Oh, and don’t worry. The other Edelgard is still right here, safe and sound~” She gently bounced the Edelcock in her hand.
Edelgard and the Edelcock now shared a connection between their minds, and could sense each other’s thoughts and feelings. The Edelcock retained her old memories she made when she used to be Edelgard, but somehow wasn’t panicked at all anymore. Everything felt at peace - everything felt just right, even though she didn’t know why.
As a matter of fact, Byleth’s spell didn’t alter anyone’s memories or perceptions of reality. However, it did make everyone much more accepting of the changes it had made. Even Hubert, a diehard supporter of the original Edelgard, found himself struggling to see a downside to this turn of events.
However, the spell had additional effects which came as a surprise to everyone besides Byleth. Edelgard now wielded the ability to transform anybody and everybody who came into contact with her jizz! Plus, anyone who perceived the new Edelgard or those she transformed suddenly gained full awareness of the spell and what it entails. As such, everyone in Fodlan would eventually come to understand what had just transpired without so much as a word of explanation.
Edelgard looked around the room, scanning each face with a new pair of eyes. Everything felt different now, and not just because she had a completely different body: it was as if there was a hole in her heart that needed to be filled at all cost! Seeing all the familiar, attractive people around her just accentuated the feeling of emptiness within her.
Ingrid’s smiling face filled Edelgard with warmth, and partially eased the loneliness of the void inside her. The new Emperor-Queen of Adrestia and Faerghus smiled back at her loving wife.
‘How do I sate this sensation gnawing away inside me?’ Edelgard thought to herself. ‘Ingrid… She makes everything better… My darling wife…’
‘Nnng, I’ve never felt so good in my life!’ The Edelcock thought to herself, which Edelgard could also hear in her mind. ‘B-but it’s so undignified… I can feel everyone’s eyes on me! Nnng, it’s embarrassing, and yet… it just feels so natural!’ The Edelcock throbbed a little. ‘P-please t-touch me… Nnng, I never had time for such simple pleasures as this before! I’ve always wanted to be relieved of that burden, and now I need a different kind of relief!’
Edelgard agreed with her sentient dick - she needed to have some fun! And besides, that way she could try out her new powers, too.
“This world needs more love, and I intend to lead by example. From this moment, I’m forming a polycule of wives for those who share my vision.” Edelgard stated in her characteristically authoritative voice.
“Oh my gosh Claude, you would make such a cute girl! Come on Edelgard, start with him!” Hilda said excitedly, not missing a beat after having the details of Edelgard’s powers appear in her mind.
Marianne couldn’t hide her continued giggles. “Hee hee, y-yeah! That would be fun!”
“I-! Er, that is… Uhh…” Claude fumbled his words. He darted his glance from face to face, and saw everyone was giving him a coy look - save for Hubert, who was simply staring off into space.
“For the first time, I believe I can read you like a book, Claude.” Edelgard said confidently, slowly approaching the flustered leader. “Together, we can bring peace to the continent and, dare I say, the whole world! Be the first to join us~” Edelgard extended a hand.
Claude hesitated. “And… You’ll really turn me into a woman?”
“Of course! I can see that’s what you desire, and my goal has always been to replace woe with joy.” Edelgard said genuinely.
Without another word, Claude raised his arm and took Edelgard’s hand.
“Good girl~” Edelgard cooed.
Claude breathed shakily as she dropped to her knees. She had dreamed of the impossible her entire life, and Claude could finally be true to herself! And to top it off, now Claude was set to be the wife of the most stunning, sexy woman she had ever laid eyes on!
“You lucky thing, you get to be the first one to enjoy my darling Edelcock~” Edelgard grinned.
‘Edelcock!? Th-that’s such an embarrassing name to be given! How could you!?’ The Edelcock burst in her mind.
‘But you like it, do you not, El?~’ Edelgard silently replied to her dick.
‘W-well…’ The Edelcock couldn’t deny it: she did actually like her new name, and Edelgard could feel it through their newfound connection.
‘That’s what I thought~’ Edelgard said mentally, then returned her attention to Claude. “You’re such a good girl, you deserve Master’s dick~”
Claude looked up at her new Master with puppy dog eyes for permission to touch, and Edelgard nodded. The Alliance leader gently grasped Edelgard’s shaft with both hands and opened her lips so she could suckle of the Edelcock’s tip.
The Edelcock was hit by overwhelming full-body stimulation. Claude’s hands were so soft and warm, and her mouth felt so homely. Feeling her tongue gently circle around her sensitive skin washed all thoughts from the former-Edelgard’s mind, leaving her in a world of bliss. The feeling of being between her Owner’s legs while being pleasured by her Owner’s wife was how things were always meant to feel. The Edelcock was home, right where she wanted to be.
“Nnng, good girl~” Edelgard moaned softly.
Looking to join the fun, Hilda and Marianne rushed over to Claude’s side.
“Can we join your polycule too?” Hilda asked eagerly.
“Of course! Welcome to the family~” Edelgard smiled.
Marianne and Hilda nodded at each other, then flanked Claude from both sides. Both women knelt next to her so they could sandwich her in a close embrace.
“It’s about time you stopped denying yourself, beautiful~” Hilda whispered in Claude’s ear.
“Hee hee hee! You’ve always been so pretty… Now the you on the outside can be as pretty as the you on the inside!” Marianne beamed.
Claude whimpered as she began to cry tears of joy.
Edelgard was also overcome with emotion: being a dominant woman felt so damn good! Before, when she was still Dimitri, Edelgard loved the idea of being topped by dominant women, and thought it was her place beneath their boots. Now, however, she knew this was her place - she was now the sexy, dominant woman of her dreams!
“Nnng, good girl… Nnng, such a good girl…” Edelgard moaned.
‘Ah! Ah! I f-feel full and warm!’ The Edelcock thought. ‘S-somethings’s slowly flowing through my length! Nnng, oh hell this feels good! N-need more! Need to spread Owner’s cum!!’’
Pre began to seep into Claude’s mouth, where it merged into her soft tongue. Her whole body felt a magical vigour course through it - she was now at the mercy of Edelgard’s transformation magic! Claude froze in shock, and Edelgard gently pulled her leaky girlcock out of her mouth.
“See you on the other side, darling~” The Emperor-Queen cooed, then began the transformation.
The first thing Claude noticed was her clothes melting and reshaping themselves on her body. Her dark cloak became a grey coat with parted sleeves, and her loose pants compressed into snug, patterned tights. Her light armour shifted from a gold hue to silver and black as the new but very familiar outfit completed reforming itself.
Next, Claude felt a pressure in her chest and hips as they pushed out against her new clothes - that pressure was relieved, however, as the clothes resized themselves to perfectly fit her changing body.
“It’s actually happening! My body feels so much better already!” Claude exclaimed, her voice shifting into a more feminine range.
An ashy-blue lock of her own hair fell over Claude’s eyes, confirming her suspicions: she was becoming Byleth’s double!
“Ooh, your hair is so smooth now, Claude! Or should I say, Byleth~” Hilda said as she ran a hand through the new Byleth’s hair.
“Mmm, Byleth, my good girl~” Edelgard’s gloved hand lightly lifted Byleth’s chin as it and the rest of her face softened into the Ashen Demon’s likeness. “You’re such a pretty thing, aren’t you? You look just like the Professor now~”
The new Byleth bit her lip. “Thank you, Master!”
Soon enough, the new Byleth’s body was identical to original’s, save for the blue hair and the cock between her legs. For the final part of the transformation, her dick shrunk down into an adorable little clitty, her prostate hollowed out into a new vaginal canal, and her testes receded into her body to become ovaries. Lastly, her scrotum parted into a pair of soft labia lips, completing Byleth’s new vulva.
However, the process wasn’t quite complete: the original Byleth felt a new pressure in her crotch!
“Nnng-!” The mercenary groaned as she slid a hand between her legs.
The exact reverse process happened to the original Byleth’s genitals: her labia became a scrotum; her ovaries descended and warped into testes; her vaginal canal turned into a prostate; and finally, her clitoris expanded into cock! The woman looked down to see she had a new, sensitive bulge in her tight leggings! Immediately, her new genitals felt so natural, and oh-so good.
“Well this is new,” the Professor commented, then walked towards her doppelganger. “Hmm, who knew I was such a hottie?” She analysed the new Byleth with a smirk on her face. She was feeling a sudden, strong urge to domme the almost-twin before her. “It’s a good thing everyone calls me ‘Professor’ now that your name is Byleth, too. Though you, my new pet, are going to be calling me ‘Owner’ from now on~”
“Yes, Owner!” Byleth replied enthusiastically. “Please let me be your pet! I’ll be good, I promise!” Though Edelgard had the ability to do so, she did not alter Byleth’s personality; this adorable submissiveness was a part of ‘Claude’ the whole time, long before becoming Byleth.
The Professor, having come prepared, pulled a collar and leash out of her pocket. Jeweled letters spelling ‘SLUT’ were fastened on the front of the collar, but with the snap of her fingers, the Professor magically changed them to read ‘GOOD GIRL’. She then knelt down and fastened the collar around Byleth’s neck.
“I didn’t foresee that my new pet would be so adorably obedient~” The Professor chimed sultrily. “Good pets get treated and spoiled, don’t they sweet thing?~”
Byleth nodded happily.
“Good girl~” The Professor said, then took a seat with her legs splayed. “Come here darling, you can rest your head right here~” She rubbed her soft thighs.
Byleth crawled over and sat on the floor right in front of the Professor’s chair. She placed her head between her Owner’s legs, and in turn, the Professor gently but tightly squeezed her thighs together around her head.
“Good girl~” The green-haired Byleth told her blue-haired counterpart as she began to reward her pet with headpats.
Meanwhile, having watched all this in silent shock, Hubert finally spoke up. “L-Lady Edelgard… P-please…” His face had flushed red in stark contrast to its usually pale complexion.
Edelgard turned her attention to her cuffed subordinate. “So, you acknowledge me as the one and only Edelgard von Hresvelg, do you Hubert?”
“I… Yes, your Majesty, I do. As bewildered as I am, I can still see who you are when looking into your eyes…” He lowered his voice. “And…”
“And what, Hubert?” Edelgard asked coyly, knowing precisely what he would say next.
“And… and I would like to join you, as has this new Byleth…” Hubert’s face somehow got even redder. “I have always wished to be by your side, but… not just as your loyal retainer.”
“Oh Hubert, I’ve always wanted to be by your side, too.” Despite having just inherited the old Edelgard’s memories, the new Edelgard still felt the longstanding bond with Hubert as if it were her own - no, it truly was her own now. She was Edelgard von Hresvelg, after all!
Edelgard nodded to Ingrid, who released Hubert from his bindings. The Emperor-Queen tucked the Edelcock away for now, gestured for her new polycule to follow her, then turned to leave the impromptu meeting room.
“B-but, your Majesty! What about-?” Hubert began.
“All in good time, Hubert. I have something special planned for you~”
The party walked the short distance to the Knight’s Hall, which had been temporarily refitted into a sort of lounge with comfy furniture. Waiting within were Sylvain and Bernie, who were in the middle of a conversation and didn’t notice the others arrive.
“Ohhh, now you’ve done it, Bernie! He’s reading your stupid stories! What if he laughs and tells everyone how bad an author you are!?” Bernie pulled on her hair as she spoke to herself.
“I’m telling you Bernadetta, your writing is fantastic! It’s so bittersweet, but also heartwarming at the same time!” Sylvain tried to reassure her.
Too busy panicking to register what Sylvain said, Bernie continued. “Oh no, what if this gets back to Lady Edelgard!? She’ll never love me if I embarrass her at this big important summit! Ohhh, what am I going to do…”
“I’ve always loved you, Bernadetta~” Edelgard cooed.
“EEEK! I’M SO SORRY LADY EDELGARD I DIDN’T MEAN TO-!! W-wait, what did you just-?” Bernie shrieked and hid her face, but once Edelgard’s words sunk in, she hesitantly opened her eyes again.
As soon as Sylvain and Bernie laid eyes on Edelgard, they instantly knew what had happened.
“We’re forming a polycule, and I want both of you to join us.” Edelgard stated. “I’ve loved both of you for a long time, be it as Edelgard or as Dimitri. Now what say you? Will you join us as we make this world a lovelier place?”
“FINALLY, you get it!” Sylvain burst excitedly. “Polyamory is the best! Hell yes I’ll join you and your world of love!”
“I… Y-you really…” Bernie nervously fiddled with her fingers.
Edelgard slowly approached the anxious woman and extended her hand. “Of course I do, Bernie.” She said warmly.
Bernie shakily took Edelgard’s hand, then quickly lunged forward to embrace her new wife. “I love you! I love you I love you I love you!”
“Hmm hmm, I love you too, Bernie Bear~” Edelgard ran her gloved fingers through Bernie’s messy hair, then gestured for Hubert to join them.
Meanwhile, the Professor and her pet had found a nice couch to rest on and were needily feeling up each other’s near-identical bodies. Ingrid, Marianne, and Hilda were rotating between making out with each other and watching the next transformation occur. Sylvain was simply stripping out of his armour as he awaited his turn.
As Edelgard released the Edelcock from her panties, the lust written on the faces of Hubert and Bernie fueled her own. “She’s not going to suck herself, now, is she?~”
Hubert opened wide and let Edelgard enter his salivating mouth, something he’d dreamed of for a long time. Bernie knelt down, wrapped one arm around Edelgard’s leg, and used her free hand to rub the Edelcock.
‘Nnng! So much attention! This is s-so exhilarating!’ The Edelcock thought. ‘Yes! Harder! Mmm, oh Bernie, never let go of me!’
Some of the imperial jizz leaking from Edelgard’s dick trickled out of Hubert and ran back along her length. When Bernie’s hand got sticky, she switched to placing gentle little kisses at the base of the Edelcock’s shaft.
“Oh hell, y-you two are so good!” Edelgard howled. “Sit back and-! And-!! Nnng, I’m coming!”
After withdrawing from her lovers, the Emperor-Queen erupted. Almost-inhumanly large streams of her transformative seed gushed over Hubert and Bernie, who relished in their warm, gooey shower.
The Edelcock was overcome with the strength of a phallic org*sm for the first time, nearly losing herself to the mind-bending pleasure. Every throb of her stiff form pulled gobs of her Owner’s wonderful come through her urethra in an inexplicable sensation of fullness. ‘This is my purpose!’ She thought. ‘This is what I was meant to do! I’m shooting Edelgard’s load!! Ahh!!’
Love and warmth flowed through the bodies of Hubert and Bernie as their ruler’s come merged with them. With the snap of her fingers, Edelgard set their linked transformations in motion. Hubert’s tall, lanky figure quickly molded itself into Bernie’s small, cute likeness, though perhaps bustier and still a tad taller than the original. His unkempt hair straightened out into a neatly cut bob - a hairstyle Bernie had been experimenting with in private - but remained its natural black hue. Hubert’s pleased groans shifted as his vocal chords mirrored Bernie’s. As his face rounded out, Hubert’s dark mage attire began to transform into those Bernie was wearing: A short dress with baggy sleeves; a pair of leather shoulder guards; a fluffy scarf; cute knee boots; comfy gloves; and tight boyshorts. However, instead of shifting to the same purple and yellow colour palette as the original’s, Hubert’s outfit remained in shades of black and grey. Finally, the cock jutting out of his boyshorts withdrew from sight and became a sensitive vulva. Bernie, meanwhile, felt her clitty bulge out and grow into a fully-fledged phallus that peeped out from her boyshorts’ left leg opening.
“What an adorable pair you make~” Edelgard teased lovingly. “You’ll always be my Bernie Bear…” She said as she placed a hand on the original Bernie’s shoulder, “...and from now on, you’ll be Bernadetta - albeit much darker and more sinister than your soft, shy counterpart.” She added, turning to the woman who was formerly Hubert.
“Hee hee hee~” Bernadetta giggled, then silently shifted behind the original Bernie Bear. “You and I are going to have so much fun together~”
“EEEK! D-don’t do that! Ohhh, I was hoping you’d change more, but you’re still s-scary…” Bernie Bear whimpered.
“Don’t worry Bernie, I’d never hurt you…” Bernadetta gently touched her hand to Bernie Bear’s cheek. “I’m a part of you now… I’m your shadow~”
“M-my sh-shadow!? EEEEEEEK!!” Bernie wailed, leapt onto a sofa, and hid under its cushions.
Bernadetta quietly glided over to the lumpy, quivering pile of cushions. “It’s alright, Bernie Bear. I don’t want to hurt you. All I want is to share in each other’s pleasure~”
“R-really?” A shaky voice asked from under the mountain of pillows.
“Really. And although you and I may be much more alike now, I’m still me, and you’re still you. Now, would you like to come out and get familiar with our new bodies?~”
“I… M-maybe… But… The world is so s-scary…”
“You have me now, Bernie. I’ll protect you from harm, I promise. What’s a shadow for, after all?” Bernadetta said genuinely. “If they frighten you, I’ll destroy them~”
After a reassuring heart-to-heart chat, Bernie Bear allowed her shadowy duplicate into her cushiony cave where together they cuddled and felt each other up. To Bernie Bear’s great pleasure, Bernadetta was incredibly comforting - plus, she knew just how to touch her for maximum enjoyment: she left little hickeys on Bernie’s neck; she stroked Bernie’s fluffy hair just right; she squeezed Bernie’s soft butt firmly but not painfully; and she lovingly fondled Bernie’s sensitive little breasts.
“Mmm, y-yes! Just like this! Nnng…” Bernie Bear moaned softly.
“You’re surrounded by your safe, protective shadow… I’m all around you, always right there with you~” Bernadetta said. “We’ll never part from one another~”
“Eep! Th-that sounds creepy! B-but… also kind of nice, in a weird way…”
“We’ll finally get the attention we’ve always wanted from Lady Edelgard! Hee hee hee~”
“Ohhh, your giggling is so creepy!!” Bernie squealed.
“Would you like me to stop?” Bernadetta asked.
“I… No, I can see how kind you are, and I wouldn’t want you to change. B-besides, I kind of enjoy your teasing… Ohhh, how does being a bit scared somehow feel good!?”
A wicked grin formed on Bernadetta’s face, barely visible in the darkness under their pile of cushions. “Perfect~”
Meanwhile, Sylvain was now stark naked and ready for some fun of his own. Edelgard gestured for him to approach with a smug look on her face.
“Kneel, slut.” The Emperor-Queen boomed.
Sylvain obeyed. “Yes, Master!”
“El’s not going to clean herself.” Edelgard stated, pointing to the wet, leaky Edelcock. “Lick her dry.”
“Yes, Master!!”
The flirty redheaded knight eagerly suckled on his Master’s wonderful dick. Every drop of jizz he licked away melted into his body, filling him with arousal and heat. He began to move his hands up to the Edelcock so he could pump and please Edelgard, but he was interrupted.
“Nah-ah-ah. No hands. You’re just using your mouth for this, slut.” Edelgard commanded sternly.
“Yersh, Mershter!” Sylvain’s words were muffled by the beautiful penis in his mouth.
Once his dom’s member was licked clean, Edelgard snapped her fingers and Sylvain was finally allowed his transformation. His flat chest ballooned out rather suddenly into a gorgeous pair of tiddies, followed soon by his ass plumping up and his hips widening. His messy hair restyled itself to resemble Ingrid’s as its crimson hue bled away to be replaced by a brilliant blonde. His body hair thinned out and lightened, and his limbs became a little more slender without losing any muscle mass. Sylvain’s red pubes became Ingrid’s fuzzy blonde pubes as his erect prick began to shrink away. The chiseled jaw on his face rounded out as his other manly features disappeared, coming to match those of Faerghus’ queen.
“Ah! Oh goddess, YES! I’m-! I’m-!! I’m so beautiful!” The new Ingrid squealed in delight as her voice became exactly like the original Ingrid’s.
As her new vulva formed, the new Ingrid’s counterpart began to moan joyfully from across the room. The Queen pulled her pants down over her crotch and let her new wives watch as she grew a cock of her own.
“Nnng, oh gosh, this feels s-so much- AH!! -b-better than I imagined!” The original Ingrid began crying tears of joy.
Queen Ingrid’s clitoris swelled rapidly as the rest of her vulva and reproductive organs rewrote themselves. Her ovaries grew into testes as they descended into a new scrotum, and her womb transformed into a sensitive prostate. Skin grew over her clitoris as it finished forming into a hard, horny shaft that was almost as big as the Edelcock.
The original Ingrid slowly touched her new meat, causing it to throb excitedly. “Nnng, How did I ever live without one of these!?”
“You won’t have to live without it ever again, darling~” Edelgard said, wrapping an arm around her first wife.
“I love you, honey~”
“I love you too~”
The pair embraced and shared a long, sweet kiss.
“Hee hee, now I’m the tall one~” Ingrid teased lovingly.
“It feels so good to look up at you like this, Ingrid. This feels so right! Like how it was always meant to be! I’m so glad I’ve got you by my side…” Edelgard stood up on her tippy toes for another long kiss.
After their lips parted again, they turned to the new Ingrid, who was still naked and on her knees. All it took was a shared glance at each other and they both knew what to do. They each placed a foot on their slut’s chest and gently pushed her onto her back. Their heeled boots had a soft seat on the new Ingrid’s pillowy breasts.
“Learn your place, slut~” Queen Ingrid said dominantly.
“Kiss your Queens’ boots~” Edelgard commanded.
“Yes, Master! Yes, my Queen!”
The slut gently grabbed the crimson boot on her chest and pulled it to her face, where she peppered it with a bunch of tiny lil kissies. She then moved on to her counterpart’s boot, placing many more kisses on its cold steel.
“I could get used to this~” Queen Ingrid smiled at her wife.
“Hee hee, me too, darling~”
—
Emperor-Queen Edelgard von Hresvelg and her polycule brought about a new era of peace to Fodlan and its inhabitants. The populace found their message of love and compassion compelling and their vision for the future comforting.
Their polycule only grew, eventually adding more former classmates among many others. They shared each other’s happiness for the rest of their days, relishing in each other’s company as they restored Fodlan to a place where all could live in happiness.
