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Rhea Gets Too Cocky [FE3H FTM TFTG]
🕑 Added 2023-02-15 20:03:31 +0000 UTC[Fire Emblem Three Houses, Ironic Punishment, FTM twink TFTG, Hentai Reality Warp.]
"Ugh, phalluses disgust me." Archbishop Rhea muttered to herself as she looked down on the world from her balcony. "Those pathetic peasants don't accept how perfect I truly am. They should be grovelling at my feet, begging me to make them more like me. I should be acknowledged as the height of beauty. How can they stand the presence of masculinity? How can they be content knowing phalluses exist, let alone accept 'women' who have one?"
A sudden warmth flushed through her cheeks and in her nether region. As she lamented the existence of dicks, arousal grew within her - but that wasn't the only thing growing. Her clitoris stiffened and pushed out of its hood as her labia lips began to swell.
"Nnng, wh-what is this sudden heat? Why am I…? I was only thinking about cocks… -I mean phalluses!"
Rhea felt a little squirt between her legs that dampened her panties. Her clitoris was pressing against her tight undergarments, only adding to her surging arousal.
"Ah-!"
The Archbishop's fingers moved of their own accord, pressing her needy clit under her silky robes. In her mind's eye, she saw students currently enrolled at the Officers' Academy in their sharp uniforms: a songstress in a stylish hat; a swordsman with dark blue hair; a crown princess with piercing violet eyes; a lazy girl with pink twintails; a flirt with fiery red hair; and an outsider with a sharp grin and a keen eye. Each of them had a raging boner bulging between their legs that commanded Rhea's attention.
All of the students peeled away layers of clothing, tossing capes and vests and dresses aside until finally, she watched the first of many dicks spring out from its cozy confines.
“No! Cease this trickery! Get these images out of my perfect mind!!” Rhea shut her eyes tight as she grasped her head in her hands. “Whoever is doing this, you will prick! -P-pay!! You will pay!!”
Back in Rhea’s mind, two of the only three students whose names she actually bothered to learn - Edelgard and Claude - were facing her. No, were they… looking down on her? But she was taller than both of them! Unless…
“You’re such a cock slut, Ray.” Edelgard scoffed. “Do you really think I’d let just anyone touch me here?” She slid her index finger along the top of her penis.
“You and I could have a lot of fun together, Ray~” Claude flirted with a wink. “But you’re gonna have to beg for it~”
“N-never! I don’t want your awful, throbbing, meaty, j-juicy, sexy c-cocks… I mean-!! Rrrgh!!” Rhea screamed.
“Then why are you on your knees, slut?” Edelgard asked condescendingly.
Looking down, Rhea saw she was on her knees - but that wasn’t all. Between her legs was a twitchy, leaky, sensitive dick!
“AAUUUGHH!?!” Rhea shrieked in disgust. “What have you vermin done to me!?” Her voice cracked.
“Nothing. Not yet, anyway~” Claude smirked.
Rhea opened her eyes and rushed back into her bedroom. Looking back at her in her mirror was a panicking woman with a slightly tented dress.
“Impossible!!”
She soon realised she was losing her balance, leaning back a bit too much. When she steadied herself and returned her gaze to her mirror, her magnificent, heavy breasts had vanished!
“What!? No! No, I will n-not allow this!!” Rhea’s voice cracked again… and was it starting to sound a little lower than before?
The Archbishop grabbed her new pecs, only for her pure white gown to melt in her hands! Her reflection showed her entire outfit dissolving into white goo that slowly fell to the floor.
“M-my carpet! What-!?”
Rhea’s carpet had changed, and a red rug had appeared on her floor. In fact, her entire room was beginning to warp and shift around her. Her regal canopy bed transformed into one that was standard-issue for students, as did the rest of her furnishings. Her room shrunk a bit in size, and her luxury belongings like expensive jewelry and perfumes became schoolbooks and cheap dildos.
“This can’t be happening!!” Rhea’s voice was significantly lower now.
Her mirror was now smaller and cheaper, but still worked perfectly - much to her dismay. All she could do was watch in horror as her clitoris continued to swell and reshape itself, and as her labia became a scrotum. Her ovaries sank from deep within her and filled out their new home underneath her shaft, taking on their new role as her testes. Her curves became less exaggerated, but didn’t fade away completely. An Adam's apple was barely visible poking out from her throat now, and her long green hair was shrinking away into a shorter, sloppy mess. Her tall, commanding stature receded away as she shrunk to a puny five-foot two-inches tall.
Finally, a student’s uniform materialised on her much-more masculine body. A Mix of men’s and women’s uniforms comprised her new outfit: a navy vest over an unbuttoned white dress shirt with rolled up sleeves; fingerless navy gloves and a matching navy hat (not too dissimilar to Dorothea’s); black high-heeled booties; and finally, stretchy, red, latexy tights that hugged her lithe legs and encased her needy bulge.
With one last touch of red lipstick and black guy-liner that appeared on his face, Rhea’s twink transformation was complete.
Once he realised his body had stopped changing, Rhea slowly turned to examine his room. There were white stains all over his carpet, rug, and bedsheets, as well as countless sex toys strewn carelessly around the room.
“I need to… Nnng… Have to… Nnng, c-can’t think… So h-horny…”
Rhea’s mind flooded with thoughts of cock. He tried to resist, but his growing boner and adrenaline-fueled body were too distracting.
“No c-cocks… I’m too p-perfect for them…” He muttered as his hands subconsciously moved over his bulge.
Then, his bedroom door flung wide open.
“You’re late, slut. Get out here.” Edelgard commanded sternly.
“B-but I-! I’m not-!!” Rhea stammered.
“Come on Ray, it’s not like you to question your house leader~” Claude called from behind Edelgard.
Rhea? Rhaya? Ray? Ray… Ray couldn’t help but notice the tent in Edelgard’s short shorts and felt a subconscious desire - no, need - to undress her and put her gorgeous girlcock in his mouth.
“N-not phalluses… C-can’t th-think…”
Ray’s feet were moving on their own, pulling him out of his room to where Edelgard, Claude, and Dorothea were waiting.
“On your knees, slut!” Edelgard said dominantly.
“B-but I’m the Archbishop! I’m too p-perfect! I can’t suck your… Nnng, your…”
Ray couldn’t keep his libido under control. He felt empty, he craved cock filling him up, yet he still despised them as much as ever! He fell to his knees, partly from instinct, partly from overwhelming lust, and partly from a newfound submissiveness within him. Edelgard wasted no time stepping on his thigh with her own high-heeled boot, then slid the waistband of her shorts and tights over her erect member.
“Now beg like a good little cock slut.”
“Nnng… N-never!! J-just-!! Nnnnnng!!” Ray moaned.
“Well, someone’s rebellious!” Claude exclaimed. “You know the punishment, Ray~”
“P-punishment!?”
Edelgard disappointedly tucked away her cock as Claude went into Ray’s room and began to gather up all his dildos. The Adrestian heir placed her foot on Ray’s flat chest and pushed him over onto his back, then pulled something small and shiny out from her pocket.
“Good sluts get cock. Bad sluts get the cage.” Edelgard said stiffly.
She pulled down Ray’s tights and slid the chastity cage right onto him. It was a magical item that erased his erection immediately so it could fit with no issue. Once it was secure, Edelgard turned to Dorothea and began passionately making out with her. Ray tried to look away, but couldn’t help but return his gaze their way.
Once Claude had gathered each and every one of Ray’s sex toys and locked them in a chest, he returned outside and pulled Ray to his feet. “Come on, Ray, that’s it. There we go. Maybe next week you’ll choose to be a good slut~”
—
After three months of horny agony, Ray completely broke. He needed his owners’ cocks too desperately. He wanted to be a cock slut too badly. He had lost too much of his dignity to hold on to the idea of his former life as the Archbishop of the Church of Seiros. Reality had been completely rewritten, and the only remnant of the world that used to be slowly faded from Ray’s mad, slutty mind day by day. Archbishop Rhea was no more - all that was left was cock slut Ray.
In his new routine, Ray was pegged out of his mind by Edelgard and Claude, who paraded him around the monastery for everyone to use and fill up. The corridors would echo with horny grunts and moans, with the occasional cry of “please fill me!”
Once their school lives were finished, Edelgard took Ray with her back to the Empire and kept him as the imperial cock slut. The new Emperor and her polycule of wives used him day in and day out as they enjoyed their lives without a single selfish Archbishop around to make their lives miserable.
