Julia chuckled, quietly. “So, in other words, right back into the guns of House Byraugh.”
“Essentially,” Speccy said, frowning. “There is an advantage. This detour has given our subspace drive time to refresh itself. If we arrive and instantly translate to subspace, we’ll get away.” She paused. “If only we had our ablative wish armor.”
“You know,” Trevor said, sourly, crossing his arms over his chest as he glared at Lisa. “If only someone hadn’t murdered the ancient archmage.”
Lisa glared right back at him.
“No,” Speccy said. “Even with a wizard of the 17 th level or higher, we’d still need a hundred and fifty thousand credits worth of diamond. Even with our nanofabricator, we couldn’t produce that much without finding a planet or asteroid.” She shook her head. “We need to find another way to survive the few seconds it’ll take to arrive, chart the course, then drop into subspace.”
They all went silent.
Thinking.
“We could go to The City of O?” Julia suggested.
“The City of O?” Trevor asked.
“Uh, it’s the city at the center of the multiverse?” Julia said, blinking. “It sits at the top of an infinitely high spire in the middle of the Outlands. Ruled by a mysterious order of genderless, immortal arbiters called the Judges? I also am guessing that it’s a place where everyone talks like a cockney gangster and is full of dead god corpses used as apartment buildings. You know. Standard city-at-the-center-of-the-multiverse things.”
Speccy frowned. “The Judges aren’t exactly friendly to the FTE.”
“Why? Too hungry for gold?” Trevor asked, still sour.
“Yes,” Speccy said, half distracted. “We can recalibrate our planar whipple shields for the outer realms and arrive in the Outlands. Then we fly for the City of O and find a portal back to our universe? Is that what you’re suggesting?”
Julia shrugged. “Hey, I’m just saying what I’d do if I was the prince. I’m just a concubine. But, just saying, even if we can’t find our way back, it’ll just mean we’re stuck i n the afterlife with nukes. Which sounds funny as hell .” She grinned, wiggling her eyebrows. “Get it? Hell . As hell? Cause...I’m saying we can find Hitler in Hell and poke him with sticks.”
Speccy, Relix, and Gunner all looked at Merton. Merton realized that they had actually started to think of him as a leader. It would have been funny if it didn’t also make his gut knot like a pretzel. But since he was the one here...he gulped and nodded, his hand sliding up and down Relix’s back, his other arm looped around Julia’s shoulders. Holding the two of them relaxed him. Centered him. He nodded again, more firmly.
“Let’s do it.”
***
Merton sprawled in bed, his eyes closed, feeling the adrenaline of the past few hours ebb from his body, like tides slurping down drains. That was a mixed metaphor, but on the other hand, fuck off, Merton was tired. As he lay there, the door opened and he felt a warm body thump across his belly. Merton wheezed and sat up – and saw Julia sprawled across him, as if they were a sexy, humanoid + sign. Though finally, he had some fucking pants on. That was nice.
“Oh!”
Brash landed on Julia’s butt and curled up there, like a kitten. “I claim this butt for dragon kind.”
“Welp,” Julia said, her voice muffled. “You heard him, Merton. Relationship over, I’m a dragon’s pet now.”
“Yay!” Brash cheered, then sobered. “W-Wait, no, I don’t want you to stop nose nuzzling!” To demonstrate this, he shifted to his humanoid boy form and rolled off of Julia, with the side effect of mashing Merton back onto the bed, since he now had a girl on his belly and a dragon-boy on his chest.
“Why am I under at least two people?” Merton asked, his voice muffled by Brash’s hip.
“Because Speccy is a slave driver. Who knew that sneaking into the biotech lab and secretly giving myself magical powers would lead to some kind of ramifications?” Julia asked.
“Gasp!” Brash said. “Ramifications? They’re my least favorite kind of ifications! My favorites are centaurification, girlification, goldification...”
“Brash...” Merton said, slowly, his voice constricted. “Why is your favorite centaurification?”
“Cause centaurs are cute and also, if you have the biggest dong, they’ll be like, ‘yay, you have a dong of exactly the right size, for I am a horse!’” Brash said, cheerfully. He was still sprawled on Merton’s chest. “Also, you should bang!” He gasped. “No we should bang!” And suddenly, Merton had Julia and Brashette on his chest, which provoked several reactions - mortification, arousal, being crushed.
“We should bang,” Julia said around a truly epic yawn . “Save that I’ve been dumping level one spell slots into the whipple shields to start the re-calibration process. By the way, Speccy says we should be heading out within the hour.”
Brashette snorted. “I’ll use magical powers to make you all excited for sexy times!”
“But I’m tired too, Brashette?” Merton wheezed out.
Brashette scoffed. “That’s why I, Brashette, am here to help you!”
“Brashette, wa-” Merton started – but it was too late. The by now very familiar feeling of Brash’s body enfolding and connecting to his swept Merton from head to toes. The click in his ears was almost missed in the sudden rush of energy that surged through Merton. He wondered how Brash was doing that. The first thought was gross, but effective: He was likely circulating Merton’s blood and hormones through his dragon body, and using the natural regenerative powers of a dragon to clean out fatigue toxins. The end result was that it only took six heart beats for Merton to feel as perky as if he had snorted a line of cocaine.
Space cocaine.
The third most addictive form of cocaine. Right after snuggle cocaine! Which was totally a thing!
“Brash, are you influencing my thoughts?” Merton asked, his hands going to his muzzle and rubbing against his eyes.
“...no...” Brash said, sounding guilty. “That’s...natural...wibbly...interference from...snuggle fields...”
Julia had rolled off of Merton’s lap. Looking down at her, Merton felt the normal rush of love and happiness that seeing Julia inspired in him. He might also be feeling feelings for Relix – feelings that her confession about her softness had only made more intense and malleable – but Julia had been with him longer. And seeing her lithe perfection transformed from words on a screen to real life (with a slight detour into “finding out she was trans and hadn’t transitioned yet”-ville) was enough to send Merton’s heart racing. His cock hardened and he gulped as he saw the unique, draconic shape of it. Red, with ridges along the bottom edge, and a triangular tip, already welling with eagerness.
Julia’s tongue flicked along her lips as she looked his cock.
“Want me to, uh...spice it up?” Brash whispered in Merton’s ear.
“How so?” Merton rumbled as he watched Julia pull her arms under her body and push herself up to her hands and knees. Julia crawled forward, her rump in the air, giving her a sleek, kittenish look. Her tongue darted along her lips and Merton felt his dick getting even harder.
“Well, we’re a living, breathing, shapeshifting fuck machine. I can add more dicks. Or less dicks, if you wanna be a lady like my Brashette form! Or I could add an aphrodisiac to our pre-cum, so one lick will drive Julia so wild that you’ll have to fuck her into the deck to get her satiated. What’s your favorite?”
“Julia,” Merton said around a clenched jaw, his fingers digging into the matress underneath him as he tried to keep from just pouncing on her. Her lips touched the firm scales of his balls and she shivered slightly as she slipped her tongue between his nuts, her eyes fluttering shut as she breathed in his musk. Part of him wondered if she was already drugged – but she merely drew her mouth back and whispered, huskily.
“Yeah?”
“Do you want, uh, an aphrodisiac? On my cock?” Merton asked. “Our...cock? Is this technically
a threesome?”
“Technically, it’s an awesomesome ,” Brash said, loud enough for Julia to hear it.
“I’m not sure what the proper terminology is for a fuck-session with a dude, a girl, and his kamui,” Julia said with a wicked grin.
“A god robe?” Brash asked, sounding confused.
“You speak Japanese?” Julia drew her head away from the bright red cock that she had started to quietly lick – more like a kitten than a girl getting ready for a blowjob.
“Well, I am a dragon ,” Brash said, sounding smug. “But seriously, what is a kamui?”
Merton bit his lip, then closed his eyes and thought everything he knew about the anime Kill la Kill at Brash, since Brash had already demonstrated an ability to do information retrieval, considering the HUD he had whipped up. And the songs that he had played. And the puns. A moment later, he heard Brash gasp. What happened next was utterly disquieting and completely discombobulating. Merton felt as if his entire body had been grabbed . But it wasn’t just his skin. No.
His bones felt as if something had them in a vice grip. He felt his heart beating against the pressure of a wrapping that didn’t penetrate his skin, and yet managed to enfold his every organ. It was not painful, but it was weird as fucking hell. Then the grip shifted and squirmed and within a few seconds, he felt as if bits of him had been tossed into the air and juggled. Again. No pain. But in the same way that a dentist picking at plaque isn’t painful , but still feels weird as hell...this felt weird as hell.
He screamed the whole way.
And thus, he was able to hear his voice stretch up the register, like Captain Rhodes from Day of the Dead.
From the scene where zombies tore his head off while he was screaming at the top of his lungs.
Yeah.
Again, not painful.
But it still left Merton panting as he sat on the bed, blinking.
“Tada!” Brash said, cheerfully.
“Oh. My. God.” Julia had drawn back, her jaw hanging open. Merton stood stock still, shivering, looking at a fringe of black that hung before his head. He normally cut his hair pretty short, since he hated bangs. But now he had them. Then his brow furrowed and he saw a band of...red. In his hair. His hands went to his head and he saw he was wearing a thick red glove on one hand and a red wrist band on the second. Also, his fingers were...not dainty . But they were a fuck of a lot thinner.
“What the-” Merton heard his voice pitched up a few registers. “EEEEEEE!” He squealed.
Or, more accurately.
She squealed.
She looked down at her breasts and saw that not only did she have breasts, but they were contained in a black and red patterned Japanese school girl uniform. A familiar looking black and red patterned Japanese school girl uniform.
“ Brash !” Merton screamed. “What the fucking hell !?”
“Y-You don’t think it’s neat?” Brash asked, sounding like a puppy, post newspaper booping. “I thought you liked my Brashette form!”
“Ahhhhh myyyyyy gawwwwwwwwd!” Julia squealed. “You look similar to but legally distinct from Ryuko Matoi! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh you’re so freaking cute !”
Merton stood up. He – she – tottered, her arms flailing in the air as she tried to keep her balance with a brand new body. She scrambled to the mirror that was set in the dressing room of the palatial quarters she shared with Relix. Looking into the mirror, she saw that not only did she look exactly like Ryuko Matoi from Kill la Kill, but Brash had even replicated the anime aesthetic in real life as close as he could manage. So, she actually looked a little inhuman. But, in the same way that an anime character could look really attractive within the framework of an animated picture, Ryuko looked cute as heck in the real world, skirting the edge of the uncanny valley with a deftness that shocked Merton to the core.
“S-Sorry for not asking permission first. I just kinda got excited when I figured out how to do the shifty shapes with you. Basically, I just surrounded your cells with my cells, and snuggled them and since they’re snuggled, they feel safe and I can keep them happy, and then put them together again when you wanna shift back!” Brash said – and yes, the replica of the sentient school girl uniform that granted superpowers ( Kill la Kill was a weird fucking show, even by Japanese anime standards) wriggled as Brash talked. Just like from the show.
Merton breathed slowly out. “Well. T-This...is good.”
“I’ll say...” Julia purred, her tiredness forgotten. In the mirror, Merton could see her checking out her new ass. Merton spun around, her cheeks flushing as she glared at her girlfriend. Julia grinned back at her, unapologetic.
“This opens up a lot of tactical options. Can you...” Merton paused. “Can you shrink while I’m wearing you?”
“Sure!” Brash said. “I’ll just extend a magical whatsit field to make your cells tinier!”
Merton crossed her arms over her breasts, then blushed as she felt her own breasts squish underneath her arm. She wasn’t sure if Brash was jacking her sensitivity up in an effort to make this sexier, or if that was just a thing that was different between girls and boys. But she did feel her nipples hardening underneath her clothes. “I’ve noticed dragons use their shapeshifting in their combat. Now, if...when we fight dragons, I won’t be disadvantaged.”
Julia grinned. “And you have a…” She paused, sat up, then pumped her fists. “ Grrrrrrrrrrrreat ass.”
Merton blushed and giggled. Then she stopped, at hearing how she sounded. “G-God, is this what you felt like for years?”
“No,” Julia said. “Firstly, I was...” she paused, then looked aside. “I was ugly. Not just because I was a dude. I love dudes. But I was an ugly dude, you know?” She nodded, slightly. Merton stepped forward and almost tripped over her own feet. She tottered over and knelt down beside the bed. She took Julia’s hand, squeezing. The feeling of Julia’s soft fingers against Merton’s new fingers was enough to send lightning bolts of erotic sensation crackling along her spine. “You might not want to be a girl. But you’re a pretty one.” She smiled. “Also, knowing you can become a dude again at any time prolly helps.”
“Yeah. It does.” Merton murmured. She leaned forward and kissed Julia on the cheek. Julia giggled, then turned her head and kissed Merton back. Their tongues played together. Their breasts pressed together and Brash obligingly became as thin as silk, so that Merton could feel the deliciousness that was two breasts squeezing together, two pairs of hard, sensitive nipples teasing against one another. And it wasn’t like dudes didn’t feel pleasure from having their nipples played with, but...this was a whole new level . Merton drew her mouth back, gasping, a line of saliva connecting their mouths for a moment.
Merton’s cheeks flushed . “I...I think I...” She blinked. “I’m...”
“What?” Julia asked, grinning.
“Y-You know!” Merton stammered, her cheeks growing even redder as she looked aside. She had never known that she could feel so flustered. Let alone feel so fucking turned on by it.
“I wanna hear you say it...” Julia’s voice husked in her ear as she leaned forward. Her teeth nibbled along the sensitive edge of Merton’s earlobe. “I wanna hear my pretty new girlfriend say it. Out loud.”
“...wet...” Merton whispered, her fingers clenching on her skirt. She felt the thin strip of panties that was all that she wore... tighten . That press of silk against the sloppy folds of her eager, eager pussy was enough to remind Merton that she was wearing another being. Another male being. The caress of a bra on her chest wasn’t a bra, it was Brash’s body, pressing to her more intimately than anything she had ever felt in her life. Somehow, it felt different when she was female. And horny as hell.
“I didn’t hear you,” Julia murmured in a playful sing song.
“Oh fuck this,” Merton snarled, grabbing onto Julia’s shoulders, pushing her onto her back, then kissing her as forcefully as she ever had while male. Julia moaned wantonly into Merton’s mouth and her hands grabbed onto Merton�
��s ass, and Merton delighted at the feeling her her ass-cheeks dimpling between Julia’s desperate fingers. Julia grabbed onto Merton’s skirt, flipping it up, then grabbed onto her panties. Merton drew her mouth back, hissing as she felt her sex becoming exposed to the warm air of the cabin. Her eager, dripping pussy felt as if it had been set on fire. She wanted…
Oh god, Merton thought. I-I’m horny as fuck. But… She paused, then said. “B-Brash, I’m...gay? Like, as a girl, I’m gay. As a man, I’m straight?”
“Yup!” Brash said, cheerfully.
“Why? You curious about trying the D?” Julia asked, her fingers working on the ‘buttons’ of Merton’s shirt. Merton flushed as her striped bra was revealed. The flush seemed to creep down her neck towards her breasts, making them all the more inviting. Julia was practically salivating.
“N-No...maybe. I don’t know,” Merton said, grinning. “But, you know. I s-say, uh...when in Rome?”
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