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[Draft] Interdimensional Genderbending Club 2 (FemSieg TG)
🕑 Added 2021-03-31 22:00:02 +0000 UTCSieg blinked when he saw that he was no longer in the woods. Instead of the forest, he could see that he was in a strange room with a variety of chairs, a bar with many bottles. There was none of the regalness that he saw within the castle. Instead, the place had an easiness, that he had never saw in there.
It was such a stark difference from the woods that he wondered if he was hallucinating or if he had been teleported. The first seemed likely with what had just happened to him. As for the second possibility, he knew little of Magecraft and for all, he knew teleportation seemed possible.
“Ruler?” Sieg called out, hoping that she was close by.
If he was back in the castle then he would need to get out of here before he was discovered, unless they were already here and just hadn’t shown themself. Though he couldn’t think why they wouldn’t if they were the cause of bringing him here. Still, if they were not aware then he wasn’t going to stay here to find out. Not when he still had so much to do, especially after what Siegfried had done for him.
Sieg turned himself around and saw a door and the young man quickly ran toward it. He crashed into the door and tried to open it. He grimaced at failing to do so and a groan left his mouth. He looked at the lock and tried to twist it, but it wouldn’t move at all, as if it had been locked in place. The homunculus groaned, wondering what sort of power made it so he couldn’t open a door on his own.
Footsteps caught his attention and his heart fell into his stomach. His thoughts spurned and he worried about who it could be. The idea of it being a Servent or one of Caster’s Golems or a fellow homunculus terrified him. He tried harder to open the door and breathed out. His hand slipped and he had to use the handle to keep himself up, lest he find himself sliding down the door, like a fly on a windshield. The footsteps got louder and he turned to see who it was, bracing himself for the worst.
He saw the footsteps came from a beautiful young woman with the most curvaceous body that he had ever seen in her life. She was dressed similarly to him in a fine pressed suit. She had curly black hair that framed her face. A pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose.
The woman and quickly rushed over to him. The woman looked him over gently, inspecting him for any wounds. If she had been the cause of his appearance she wasn’t acting like it.
“Are you injured anywhere?”
“No. Just a little ried is all,” Sieg answered.
“Oh thank god,” the woman said. “I had been wondering when the next employee would show up and I’m happy to see that you had arrived.”
The homunculus blinked, not sure what she was talking about. “I’m sorry, but I’m not a new employee. I just showed up here somehow.”
The woman blinked and frowned, before she let out a disappointed sigh. “Oh sorry, I thought you were since you were here. Are you okay? You look like you’re about to collapse.”
“I…,” Sieg breathed out. It was hard to get words out with how his lungs felt like they were going to pop.
“C’mon let’s get you to sit down on someplace more comfortable then you can tell me everything,” the bosomy brunette said. She lifted him up with ease as if he was only a sack of potatoes. She took him over to the bar and placed him down on the seat.
Sieg leaned over the counter and breathed out, already he felt a little better now that he wasn’t trying to keep himself standing up straight.
“I’m just…,” Sieg started and breathed out. Even sitting down his body burned and he breathed heavily. He wanted to say how he was just tired, but he couldn’t. It was as if he was trying to perform some sort of strenuous exercise.
“Oh my,” the woman said and placed her hand on top of his forehead. She frowned at how hot his face was. “You’re burning up.”
The silver-haired young man looked down and got a good look at her cleavage. His face burned slightly and he averted his eyes from her bust before she could notice.
“I’m so tired, my body feels like it going to give out on me any minute,” the young man said.
“I know something that might help you,” the woman said. She went behind the counter and looked over the many bottles as if she was trying to find a specific one. The silver-haired men watched her move. He looked at the bottles, trying to identify what they were. Before he could figure out what they were, she pulled out one of the bottles and a small shot glass. She poured the red substance inside it and stopped. When she was finished pouring it she placed the glass in front of him.
“Maybe this will help you,” Aika said, placing the drink down for him to take. “It should give you your strength back.”
Sieg stared at the small glass on the table, not sure if he should. He looked at her face which smiled serenely at him. There wasn’t any sort of hidden intent in her eyes. All he could find was a soft gentleness that had a genuine concern for him. He didn’t feel anything malicious from her, but he still wasn’t sure he could drink.
He moved the glass closer to his face sniffed it. He recoiled from the smell and his question about drinking it grew.
“Are you sure this will help me?” Sieg questioned.
“I’m sure, it’s best to just drink down all in one go unless you’re used to it. It will warm you right up and deal with all the pain that you have in your body,” Aika said.
He shakily raised the glass and struggled to keep it balanced. He frowned and worried about spilling the contents in and how she might react. He couldn’t afford to waste his time here. He had to find Rider and keep moving.
“Do you need my help?” She asked.
“I think so,” Sieg said. She held the bottom of the glass, her soft hands wrapped around his own. She gently raised the glass. He quickly gulped down the liquid and he coughed as it went down his throat and it burned as it did. He shivered in his seat almost as if he was having a spasm. The women placed the glass down on the counter.
“Is this your first time? Don’t worry, I know that that it hurts the first time it goes, but it gets better,” Aika smiled. “You should feel better in a few seconds.”
Sieg grimaced at the woman’s words only for him to gasp as a sudden comforting warmth came over him. The burning and pain in his body quickly dulled and he breathed easier. The strain on his muscles and the heavy feeling in his chest lessened after a few seconds. It was still there, but now he felt like he could continue without collapsing. If this was what it could do for him then he could only wonder what it would be like if he had more to drink?
Unknown to the young man, underneath his body any of the hair that had been on his body below his eyebrows was starting to disappear. It left in droves as if an invisible razor was moving across his body and getting off any excess body hair he might not have needed. Soon his skin was completely hairless and clean of any speck of hair that would have rivaled Ruler or even Rider’s kin.
“Wow, I feel better,” Sieg said as he flexed his hands almost waiting for something to happen.
“Would you like more?” Aika asked.
“Would it be okay? I don’t have any money on me,” the boy said. “There’s nothing I can do to pay you back.”
“It’s okay, with the state you are in you need all the help you can get,” the woman laughed. “As for paying me back, we can talk about that in a little bit. Let’s just make sure that you start feeling better first.”
She poured another glass and held it up for him to take.
“Ready?” she asked.
Sieg breathed in but nodded his head. He opened his mouth and allowed her to pour the alcohol. Just like before it burned his body as it traveled through him. His body spasmed again, though this time it wasn’t as bad as before. More strength filled his being and he smiled as he stretched in his seat.
He shrunk a little in his seat, but he didn’t act as if everything was wrong. The sleeves of his shirt now hung loosely off his body, as if he was wearing clothes that were a size too big for him.
His pants started to feel the same, the hem of his pants hanging off the top of his shoes. If it wasn’t for the belt around his waist that kept his pants up then they would have drooped down even further. His change in height finished after he had lost a few inches.
“I think I might be getting used to it,’ Sieg admitted happily as if he had passed a test. “That time it wasn’t to bad that time.”
“Want one more to see if you're right on that,” the woman asked, getting a nod from him.
The young man stared at the cup and then back at the bottle. His throat burned as if he hadn’t had something to drink and his lips suddenly felt chapped as if head gone years without a drink. He needed something, anything to help deal with it. The bottle of alcohol wasn’t bad despite how bad he was and he was tempted to just take it all, but he didn’t know if he would survive drinking it all in one go. It didn’t seem like there was anything about the stuff that was harmful, especially with how much he had drunk already.
“I’ll take some more,” Sieg said, smiling.
The woman gently poured the bottle’s contents into the glass, as if she was making sure none of it would go to waste. She placed the bottle gently down and raised the glass to his lips once more. With a coy look, she said, “Would you like me to help you with it?”
“No I think I can do it myself,” Sieg said. The homunculus slowly picked up the glass himself and the homunculus breathed in and out, bracing himself for the burn to come. After a moment’s preparation, he raised the glass and downed its contents in one go. He placed the glass down on the counter. The silver-haired man smiled as he could his strength growing and the liquid settled in his stomach like a weight.
A smile graced his lips as he eased more from the drink and again felt stronger. The parched feeling in his throat was dealt with and he let out a content sigh. This was the best thing that he had in his short life and wondered if other stuff was just as good. He couldn’t see himself going back to water if this was what it was like.
His fingers gently rubbed the glass cup, almost as if he was inspecting the taste and as he did his fingers changed. The messy nails that he had from all the struggle that he had started to clean. A light layer of nail polish appeared on them, and became soft elegant nails. His already soft hands gained another layer to them. The moment his now feminine hands finished changing, the palm of his hands got smaller, almost as if they were compensating for the sudden change to them. His wrists changed as well, and the rest of his forearms quickly morphed. His biceps slimmed down with feminine muscle, completing the change to his upper limbs.
The changing young man rolled his shoulders, and never noticed the odd feeling of his shirt as he did. If he was in a clear state of mind, he might have questioned why his clothes suddenly felt off, but he was too focused on his drink and his tipsy mind made it hard for him to focus on most other things.
“I just feel hot is all,” Sieg answered as he wiped his brow. Despite how hot he was, there wasn’t a bead of sweat on his body. He wasn't sure why he was so hot, but he didn’t feel weird, and he felt good, so why should he be worried? It might be nothing.
“So what is your name?” The dark-haired woman asked,
“Sieg,” the homunculus said with a frown as he recalled why he had taken that name. Suddenly he realized he didn’t know the woman’s name. “I never got your name earlier, miss.”
“Good to meet you, Sieg, my name is Aika,” the woman said.
The boy took the offered drink and savored it. It felt good. He felt like he could fly in the air of his own will, or take on anyone, even a Servant if one were to show up right now. For once he felt strong.
“Do you get a lot of business?” Sieg asked.
“This place just opened up actually. They already got the manager, me to run the place, but I’m currently waiting on more employees before I can open up and really get a business opening. I thought you were the next one because I was informed that the next employee had been decided,” Aika said, deciding to play the part of the helpful samaritan. Eventually, he would come around, and until then she would make sure that Sieg was comfortable.
“Well then congrats on your new position and business,” Sieg said.
“Thanks,” Aika said as she pulled out another glass, deciding a drink or two couldn’t hurt at the moment. She would make sure not to drink enough that she wouldn’t impair her senses. It wouldn’t be good if she allowed herself to lose herself, even if there wasn’t any business currently.
“That honestly sounds like a cause to celebrate,” Sieg said and smiled brightly at the sight of the manager filling the glasses.
“Cheers,” Aika said and clinked her glasses against Sieg’s.
The two raised their glasses and drank it all in one go. The brunette didn’t seem at all fazed by the alcohol. She looked at her companion with the same sharpness and clarity that she did before she drank it. She looked at her companion and smirked. The homunculus on the other hand blinked and shivered as it went down. He started to lean more on the front, as she swayed from side to size. A dullness entered his eyes, while a dopey smile formed on his face.
Aika noticed the young man’s waist clinched inward from the change and his stomach harden, making him moan. Underneath his shirt, the young man’s stomach slimmed down even further and started to harden. Small faint muscle formed underneath. In a manner minutes he was left with a slim sexy waist that belonged to a young woman in the prime of her life, rather than a young man.
“I think we could use another toast,” Sieg said, looking up at her faintly.
Aika laughed as she filled the glass, wondering what would change about him next. Again they clinked their glasses together and drunk them down.
His legs changed, starting with his toes. His toes got smaller and became cute dainty feet as his nails refined and became more fitting. His feet shrunk as if a chain reaction had gone off and tried to make The rest of the changes continued and his lower legs morphed as he started to lightly kick them. His pants would have draped against his legs if he were standing up straight.
When the changes reached his thighs they started to blow up, as if all the alcohol he had drank was starting to be retained in her lower body. It swelled at a steady pace, adding a tightness that his pants lacked when he had gotten smaller. The developing thighs pushed out against the side of his pants crushing his masculinity between her now plush thick thighs, making a heat build up that he couldn't quite explain.
The boy’s face darkened in arousal, and the manager noticed this. A joke played in her mind about what she could do and gently took the cup from him.
“Think you’re reaching your limit,’ Aika laughed
“No I’m not,” Sieg said, as if he would get in trouble if she did, making the woman smile. “I can drink some more. It isn’t bothering me at all.”
“Are you sure? You look like you're having a little trouble?” Aika smirked. “You don’t seem to be as steady as you were mere moments ago. Not to mention you seem a little out of it.”
“No, I’m not,” Sieg whined as if he was a small child. “I’m the same as I have always been.”
“I didn’t think you would act so much like a child if your cup was threatened,” Aika giggled.
“I don’t care for the cup. I would be willing to drink from the bottle,” Sieg said.
“Well I suppose I can let you drink a little more,” Aika said, earning a gleeful smile from the changing homunculus. Inwardly she smirked, happy that things were going so well. She wondered how many more drink is it would take before the transformation was over and when her next employee would be ready to help take the stage and what her body would look like when it was over, even if she already had an idea of what it would be like.
The changing young man rubbed his thighs together in eager glee as his glass was refilled, arousing him further. His sexy thighs rubbed against the sides of his dick and hardened further at the self-thigh job he was giving. A part of him thought that he should investigate but the noise of his glass filling and the prospect of delicious drink to be had. The moment it was filled up they clinked their glasses together and he chugged the glass down again, savoring the burn that went down his throat. The silver-haired young man shivered as he felt it settle in his stomach again.
A pull on his crotch made the young man shiver as his masculinity shrunk as if it was a snake crawling back into a hole. A small whimper escaped his mouth and he shuffled in his seat.
The front of his pants which had been tented by the erection became less prominent. Despite its diminishing size, the pleasure that he felt grew, making him buck in his seat. The young man took a deep breath as he reached down with his free hand and grabbed his crotch. He rubbed his crotch and his smile gained a lustful edge to it that made him feel so alive. His privates shrunk at an increased rate due to his rubbing, but so did the lust he felt. Soon all that was left was the head of wang, but that didn’t last long, as he pushed down on it as if it was a button, unwittingly shoving his manhood into his body.
“Ohh!” Sieg moaned and continued to rub his crotch. His balls rose even higher and pressed against the entrance for his new. The boy mewled in place and continued to rub his crotch. One of his balls pressed against his new opening and he bit his lip harder. The more he rubbed against it the more it went inside the new hotel that formed, until it went in. He spasmed as if he had just been shocked. His sole remaining ball crawled at the entrance and just like the one from before it got stuck. He pressed down harder than before and moved it, shaking in his seer. It entered his new hole, completing the change of his organs, moistening his new vagina.
“Ahh!” Sieg cried and then jumped in her seat as a hiccup escaped her mouth. The new silver-haired woman covered her mouth with one of her hands and looked at Aika. The manager of the place giggled and after a moment, the drunk woman giggled. Her body felt as if it was on fire, especially with the new opening between her legs. However, she contributed the heat of her crotch to the building heat that encompassed her body.
“Someone’s getting eager,” Aika giggled. “Would you like to sample something stronger, o?”
“Yes!” Sieg cried and licked her lips in anticipation, her new cootchie warm and desperate for attention.
“That doesn’t answer my question,” Aika giggled.
“I would like something stronger!” Sieg asked.
The manager did as Sieg asked and pulled out another bottle and filled Sieg’s glass with its contents. The moment her glass was filled, Sieg took it as if it was a prized treasure that would be taken. She raised the glass to her lips and downed the contents in a single go. She wiped her lips and looked on with a victorious smile as if she was part of a competition.
The woman rose slightly in her seat as her bottom filled with fat that rounded her ass. The woman shimmied in her seat as if she was doing a small jig to a tune that only she could hear. A pleased smile came to her face at the feeling of her ass swelling, it sending sparks through her body as if someone was molesting it with all the hungry passion of a lover. Her body sweat from how much it warmed her and she pulled at the collar of her shirt. It continued to build as if it was a monument to an event. When her buttocks finished swelling like a person blowing a bubble, she had a huge round ass that people everywhere would have loved to cop a feel of.
“Let’s give you one more round,” Aika said and poured it with a devilish smirk.
“Thanks! You know Aika, you really are a true friend,” Sieg slurred with a happy smile.
Again the woman chugged it down and she spasmed from the drink as if she had just been shocked. Her body warmed even further then it already was and she panted heavily.
Underneath her shirt, her nipples perked in arousal underneath her white shirt. The growing lumps were visible as they pushed further out, her vest now straining from her melons. It got harder to breathe as her vest dug into her back and she tried to keep her breathing normal. It felt as if someone was pushing down on her now orange-sized chest, applying more weight by the second. It was getting harder for her to breathe with how big they were getting. The developing lumps continued to grow, pushing against the strain of her vest as if it was a prisoner trying to break free.
Pop!
The new young woman blinked but paid it little thought as she nursed her drink and breathed slightly easier. It was starting to get as bad as it was before, but she was sure that she would be able to deal with it or that it would ease up. She bit her lip again as the lumps pressed harder, her erect nipples getting even harder then they had before, and even tenting the front of her vest.
“You're becoming such a big girl,” Aika giggled.
Pop!
Sieg looked down at her massive bust and moved her chest from side to side. She watched the slight ripple of her exposed bust, as if it was a fascinating TV show. She moved faster and her buttons strained harder against her top as if they were valiantly struggling to hide more of their owner’s bosom.
“You like it don’t you? Watching the way your tits bounce as you move around? The feeling of them stringing against your shirt?” Aika asked. “Wonder how much you would love having a strapping young man shoved between them. When we open this place up then you could meet some young stud and find out.”
Sieg looked at her with a blank dumb look. She liked her lips, as if she was staring down a lustful rod. The perverted grin grew as she placed one of her hands on her tits and started to massage it.
Pop!
Another button went flying and hit the counter, exposing more of the pale creamy cleavage that would have sent many wild to see them fully exposed. The new woman's boobs rested on the counter, as if they were a pair of matching birds resting on a porch, and yet they still continued to grow.
The dark-haired woman smiled at the sight of the full bust that was finally starting to slow down. No doubt with those girls on display their new bartender was going to be a major hit with the crowd. She prodded one of the growing boobs as if it was a pillow that she was examining, giggling as she did. The two boobs were like massive pillows that she was sure everyone would love to get a feel for and motorboat. She was the perfect eye candy to get everyone’s attention and bring people in. Sieg’s boobs finally finished growing when they were a massive F-cup that rivaled
Aika reached out and took the woman’s glass from her, making Sieg blink as she watched it like a prize toy.
“Sorry Sieg but I’m going to have to cut you off,” Aika said.
“What!” The new woman cried in shock. She leaned over, her vast canyon of cleavage getting further mushed as she reached for the bottle that the manager held. “But why? Aren’t we friends?”
“I like to think that we are, but I run a business and can’t just let you drink all the alcohol that you want. From the looks of it you might drink it all up,” the brunette chucked.
“Is there any way that I could get more booze?” The red eyed woman asked desperately, staring at the bottle in the manager’s hand as if it was a sacred treasure or family heirloom.
“Well why don't you work here? That way you could drink all the alcohol you want when your not working,” Aika said.
Sieg blinked as her words registered in her drunken mind. She gasped when her companions' words fully registered in her fuzzy mind. Her eyes wandered the large rack of booze, her mind wondering what each one would taste like and how good it would be. It made a tear come to her eye at the possibility of drinking more booze.
“Before we do we need to clean you up just a bit and make sure your clothes fit. You wouldn’t want a fashion disaster, no matter how many people love it. Then again it might earn you quite a couple of tips, or even groping. Though that might be tip enough for you.”
Aika movedd and pulled Sieg out from her chair. The new woman shakily stood up and giggled as more sensations racked her body. The woman stumbled and the world started to spin. She swayed from side to side and had to hold the counter for support.
“Now then let's make you look a little more presentable,” Aika said. “A employee working here cant look like they stole their clothes from a trash can.”
The pants that the silver haired woman started to shrink as Aika pulled at the wrinkles. The legs merged together as they rose higher. They finished shrinking when they became a tight short skirt that tightly held her immense rear.
“And we really need to fix that top of yours,” Aika said. “While many would love the view of your boobs like this your clothes have to look like they fit you at least.”
Just like the lower half of Sieg’s attire the upper half morphed as well. The sleeves shrunk against her arms until they fit on her arms. The torso section also shrunk, the buttons that popped during her boobs expansion remained unopened. The vest did as well and tightly wrapped around her waist, drawing attention to her delicious figure.
“Ohh!” the silver-haired woman cried in surprise and her boobs bounced slightly.
“There we go are you all set,” Aika said as she adjusted the woman’s top, making sure that her exposed cleavage would get attention. “If you're caught drinking on the clock then there will be...consequences.”
Sieg pouted at the thought. It wasn’t fair. How was she not supposed to drink when she was serving the gods' ambrosia to every soul that came in here? Perhaps she could share a sip or two with the patrons when they came inside.
“Now then there are some things I have to take care of before we open up, until then feel free to pass the time however you wish,” Aika said.
Sieg watched her leave, staying put as if she had been ordered to do so. When she was gone the homunculus slowly looked at the racks of wine, and her frown immediately turned into a bright smile. Well, it would be a little bit before they officially opened up. Perhaps she could have another drink or two before they did.
