by Alyson Belle
“What in the name of the gods is that?” the Orc King demanded.
I might not know, but Vierdimin sure did. He blew Haxor back half a dozen paces with a well-timed force push spell and also took note of the glowing orb. The Lich raised his staff and chortled, holding it above his head. “Get ready, you saps!” he shouted. “I’d log out now if I were you. I’m about to own this world!”
Haxor snarled and leapt back into the fray, and Jazzus reluctantly followed him, but the Orc King just turned back to the wall, shaking his head. “Meddling humans are always trying to drag us into your territorial disputes. Come pet—you and I are escaping these madmen.” A hidden door slid open and he slipped through, carrying me with him. I wiggled hard and kicked my legs, but it didn’t do any good. I stopped fighting, annoyed that I was giving him the satisfaction of running off with a traditionally flailing damsel.
Besides, I had more important things to worry about: I wasn’t sure what Vierdimin’s expanding dark energy ball was about to do, and I sure didn’t like the sound of his rambling. What did he mean that he was going to ‘own this world’? I reflexively tried to run my logout command again, but my combat tag was still flashing.
A scream ripped through the tower and Jazzus’s name dropped off my list of active players in combat. Hax would be all by himself against the Lich now. I had to do something. Desperately, I reached for the only tool I had: The Potion of Temporary Level Boost. But before I could drink it, the Orc King set me down. “Don’t move,” he ordered. “Or I’ll make it worse on you when we get to the harem.” We’d arrived at another huge, black paneled door, and he laid both hands on the handle and pulled as hard as he could.
I wasn’t some cowering girly girl, though. I ignored his command and bolted as soon as he was distracted, darting back down the secret hallway toward the fight as his curses and pounding boots chased after me.
Back in the throne room, Haxor was on one knee, breathing hard, a single glowing blue dagger held up to ward off Vierdimin’s staff which forced him down another inch as I watched. They were locked in some kind of pitched power battle, sparks flying off of them in all directions, and above them the swirling black lightning cloud had grown to fill the entire room.
Vierdimin began to laugh maniacally. “I’ve won! I’ve done the impossible! You’re all mine!” He whipped a twisted finger toward the cloud. I staggered into the room in my skimpy bikini, having no idea what to do except throw myself in his path, but I was too late. A swirling pink beam flew out of his finger and pierced the cloud. The dark mass sizzled with energy and then collapsed in on itself to a tiny black pinprick of light. A second ticked by while we all stared at it.
Then it exploded outward in a rolling translucent sphere of dark energy, passing through all of us with a cold chill and a sizzle before escaping the walls of the tower and presumably continuing to expand throughout all of the kingdoms of Fantasy Realms Online.
Besides the chill, nothing else happened. I shivered, feeling strange, and checked my HUD. There were no obvious debuffs or afflictions on my character from his spell, and it hadn’t done anything to my HP. What the hell was the point then? But I definitely felt weird. Almost like something was missing—something I couldn’t put my finger on.
Vierdimin stomped on Haxor’s shoulder, driving him all the way to the ground. Hax groaned in pain while Vierdimin lifted his enchanted staff over his head and shook it, crooning, “I did it! I actually did it! They said it was impossible, but I am Vierdimin! The Lich, and the master of this world! Muahahaha!”
Callused hands snapped around my shoulders, catching me by surprise. “Got you!” the Orc King cried, dragging me back into the hallway. Again I began to kick and struggle, and again it was useless. I went back over his shoulder like a human treasure sack and we passed through the second door which now stood open. My weird sense of something being wrong about my body had grown moment by moment, and I was starting to feel pretty woozy. It was like the time I’d gotten heat stroke, when I was all dehydrated and the world had started getting dark and fuzzy.
“What’s going on with me?” I muttered, my words sounding drawn out and sluggish to my ears. My limbs flopped uselessly up and down, almost like I couldn’t control them correctly, and I tried to run the logout command again. But nothing happened.
My vision went dark, and my hearing began to fade, my body feeling more and more strange. It was weird that I hadn’t been able to log out.
As I slipped away into unconsciousness, rolling around on the shoulder of my captor, I shook my head at the wrongness of it all—I could swear that my combat indicator had dropped away already.
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Fantasy Swap Online
In the player versus player MMORPG Fantasy Realms Online, people live out the fantasies they can’t in real life, no matter how bloody or sexy they might be, and Kromgorn the Barbarian is no exception. He and his guildies make constant warfare against their rivals in the Secret Order, a guild led by the dark Lich-Lord, who’s also rumored to be a crazy hacker in real life, and they make fun of players who just use the game for stupid things like getting laid.
But when the Lich-Lord releases a powerful spell that traps most of the players in the game permanently, Kromgorn accidentally winds up stuck in the avatar of his friend Lacey—a stupid, low-level female character that was designed exclusively to get down and dirty with the in-game pleasure system. Even worse, he gets captured by the orcs and thrown into their harem dungeon, where he finds he’s powerless to resist his captors! The developers really modeled female bodies correctly in this game, and it’s humiliating to have to go from being a high-level barbarian to a simpering little harem girl.
With his guild drawing closer to an epic encounter with the Lich-Lord, they need all the high-level players they can get! Will Krom figure out a way to get himself out of this useless body and get back in time to help his friends, or will he be stuck forever working on his back in a dirty harem dungeon? The only way out of this mess might be to give in to his situation and embrace his new body in order to outmaneuver his foes.
Who knows? He might even end up enjoying himself…
An excerpt from Fantasy Swap Online:
I looked down at my new, impossibly hot body: the big breasts, sexy hips, flat tummy… and tiny, weak arms. I imagined the jailer having his way with me, struggling to fight back, but slowly being pushed down and forced to take his big, hairy cock…
Then I blushed. Why did that kind of turn me on? I was straight! But then I bit my lip and stared at my crotch. There was definitely some moisture between my legs right now. It had to be that this body was turned on by the prospect of sex… Curse this stupid courtesan class. Now Lacey has me lusting over random mobs thanks to this stupid body. I couldn’t believe the devs had bothered to model normal sexual responses for female bodies! But I had to admit it would have bothered me a lot if my Kromgorn avatar couldn’t get it up when he saw a hot girl, and having free, uninhibited sex with willing mobs was one of the best things about the game. Why wouldn’t Lacey have a normal sex response?
I studied the jailer. For a low-level mob, he had a pretty ripped physique. I could see his rippling abs and his huge biceps under a tight leather vest. He isn’t really a person, I reminded myself. He’s just bits and bytes. And he’s totally under my control. I glanced around again, chewing my lip. It was just me and the Harem Jailer left in the empty cells. But there was no way I should even be considering what I was considering. Jazzus’s words from earlier ran through my head again: In what universe is a girl seducing dudes gay in the slightest? And I was a girl, at least for the time being.
This body had needs just like mine did, and I could tell they were intensifying. The close proximity and close attention to the male body beside me was making me squirm quite a bit. I bit my lip harder as I pictured sliding his straight, hard cock
inside of Lacey’s tight little pussy. If I had still been Kromgorn, I would have paid good money to watch that. And as Lacey, not only would I get a front-row seat—I’d get to feel it happening. I’d be lying to myself if I said I wasn’t curious. Plus, I reminded myself. You could be stuck in this body for a really long time. Are you really going to give up orgasms just because you’re a girl?
That clinched it. I hadn’t gone more than 6 hours without some kind of sexual release since I was 12. I had to know what this would be like. He was just a computer program, and no one ever had to know.
I grabbed the jailer by his stupid leather vest and turned him to face me. By instinct, I took a breath and pushed my pert breasts up higher toward his face, even though I knew he wouldn’t refuse me—no straight, hot-blooded guy would refuse this body. The avatar I was riding was the walking incarnation of every horny guy’s fantasy.
“Mistress?” he asked, looking confused.
“Here’s how we’re gonna kill the time,” I explained. “You’re gonna fuck me. Uh, after a good amount of foreplay to warm me up.” I remembered that that was a thing chicks complained about, and I wanted this to be good. “You need to try harder than you’ve ever tried before. This is my first time, okay? I want it to be amazing.”
A dreamy smile flitted across his face. “Your wish is my command, mistress.”
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An excerpt from Forbidden Flirtations:
As I made my way to the central stage, I could feel the eyes of the crowd on me and see them whisper to each other. There weren’t any other glitter-covered girls around, and it was obvious to everyone what I was here for. I struggled to push myself up the four feet required to get up there, and then felt a strong hand on my ass helping me up. I squeaked as it gave a little squeeze and turned around to see a handsome man with wavy black hair wink at me and smile. I huffed, but I appreciated his help.
The music faded into another song as the DJ cut over, and I realized that everyone was looking at me expectantly. I swallowed nervously. The bass beat faded in. I wiggled my hips and started to gyrate in time with the music. Heather had been right. This body knew how to move, and still being just the tiniest bit high helped me along. I tried to close my eyes, smile, and just flow with the music.
They loved it. I felt shockingly self-conscious, but I’d also never felt so free. These strangers were staring at me, staring at my half naked body, at my breasts and my ass as I wiggled along with the music in the silliest costume I’d ever worn. It was humiliating and powerful and exhilarating all at the same time.
Glitter flew off my limbs with every fluid motion, and I began to touch myself: caressing my breasts and pushing my fingers sensually down my body, teasing at my pussy through my black lace panties, taunting the crowed. Neither the men nor the women could keep their eyes off of me. Even the other girls onstage below me had turned to watch, barely dancing themselves. I was beautiful. I was a goddess, and everyone wanted to watch me take it all off.
I reached behind my back and unhooked the bra first, enjoying the cheers and the gasps as my naked tits bounced out in front of everyone. I shook them, letting them ripple, as I swung around the brass pole set into the middle of platform. Running on pure instinct, I lifted my left leg straight up into the air and grabbed my ankle, grinding hard against the pole with a happy moan at the shock of pleasure that ran through my pussy. I was surprised at how flexible this body was!
Next I dropped onto all fours and crawled forward along the stage, still wagging my ass along with the thumping beat. Men at the edge of stage hooted and waved at me as I approached.
Rolling back onto my haunches, I grabbed both ankles and spread my legs wide, snapping them back together and then opening them again. Then, in a single motion I slid my panties down my legs and over my ankles and tossed them into the crowd. People went wild.
Now I was totally naked, except for the glitter, crawling around on the floor like a horny animal. I could see the men’s cocks straining against their pants as I flashed my pussy at them, and I could see the women shifting in their seats, some of them even touching themselves as I writhed beautifully on the floor.
I started to finger myself like I’d seen girls do at some of the dirtiest clubs I went to, and the cheering intensified, almost drowning out the music. I slipped fingers in and out of my pussy, arching my back and working myself relentlessly on the stage, and thumbed my clit for the extra little shocks of pleasure. I was losing myself in the moment again, forgetting anything but how amazing I felt. I lost myself to the euphoric feelings of stroking and fingering my sweet cunt, naked in front of a crowd…
But suddenly one of the men climbed up on stage with me! I scrambled back, startled. I felt so vulnerable lying on the ground naked as he towered over me, erection bulging at the front of his pants. He held a hand out to me. I calmed down. What was he going to do in front of the whole club like this?
I reached out and took it, and he smoothly pulled me to my feet. Then he picked me up by my waist and tossed me over his shoulder, giving my ass a few quick slaps while I was there.
“H-hey!” I cried, my cheeks burning. Everyone was cheering him on, and I saw Heather laughing at us from the bar.
The man hopped off the stage and started carrying me to the back of the club, where I saw that Door #4 had a green light now. Heather rose and headed toward us too.
“Wait a minute!” I shouted over the music. “What’s behind door #4? What are you going to do to me?”
I kicked my feet helplessly, breasts bouncing as I struggled against his burly muscles. He held my petite form easily and swatted my rear again as he kicked the door open.
“Calm down, hot stuff,” he said in a deep, sexy voice that matched his rugged good looks. “You’re about to find out.”
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Summer Loving: A Slow Change Gender Swap Romance
When Ben invites his best friend Jesse for a week-long getaway to his family’s beachside vacation home, Jesse is thrilled! It’ll be the perfect way to spend some quality bro time together, away from jobs, chores, and Ben’s nagging mother who is always asking him when he’s going to find a nice girl and settle down. He’ll settle down later—when he finds the perfect girl.
The boys settle in for a fun week, but things start to get weird when Jesse finds an old mirror that begins to change him in small ways. Longer hair. Softer skin. More curves. The more he changes, the more he starts to look like a girl… like Ben’s perfect girl. And the more he looks like Ben’s perfect girl, the harder it is for Ben to resist his confusing, newfound attraction to his friend.
Can Jesse figure out a way to reverse the spell and resist Ben’s advances before he’s changed all the way into a woman? Or will he give in to his own, increasingly confusing feelings about Ben? Being stuck as Ben’s perfect dream girl for the rest of his life would be awful… wouldn’t it?
An excerpt from Summer Loving:
I blushed. “Thanks, I guess.” All of Ben’s compliments were really starting to get to me. Maybe I should try to enjoy myself if I was going to be stuck as a woman for a while.
We sat in awkward silence while Ben continued to massage my hand, and then abruptly he switched to my shoulders. I was going to protest, but his hands were like magic. They felt so good! The tension and anxiety I had been feeling about being a girl started melting away, and I made a pleased sound of contentment and leaned back into him.
“There you go,
” Ben murmured. “Doesn’t that feel nice?”
“Mmm,” I agreed, turning my back toward him and shifting on the bed so that I was sitting directly in front of him.
His hands continued to knead my body, exposed as it was by the swimsuit, and they traveled from my shoulders down to my sides, to my hips, and back up. Ben teased me, playing his fingers close to my ass and breasts but never actually touching them, and I soon realized that I felt the familiar ache of longing I’d come to identify as horniness and a sudden growing wetness between my legs. Ben apparently knew what he was doing, even if I didn’t! My body was incredibly turned on. Maybe I was more into guys than I realized… at least when I was a woman.
Would that be so bad? He is your best friend. He’s hot. You’re hot. Why not just go with it?
The thoughts excited me, and the more I rationalized it to myself, the hotter I got. I didn’t know if it was me or the magic influencing me, but I had almost stopped caring. If I was going to be stuck as a girl, why not enjoy all the perks? Sex was supposed to be amazing for women. I remembered reading an article about how women could have multiple orgasms and being jealous. But now I could see what that actually felt like, with the right partner. Ben was the perfect person to experiment with.
I turned my head to say something to him, but the words tumbled right out when I found his lips meeting mine.
Ben was kissing me! I was kissing Ben! My heart hammered in my chest and my whole body tensed. It felt wonderful.
His mouth opened and mine opened in return, almost by reflex, and I melted into his strong arms. We rolled together onto the bed in a frenzy of sweet, passionate kisses. I finally just let myself go and entrusted my body to his yearning need. It was what I wanted too. I hadn’t known how badly I’d wanted this until I gave myself to him. As his lips glided across my skin, kissing my neck, my shoulders, my mouth, his hands snaked behind my back and reached for the swimsuit clasp.