The Transformation Stone Ch. 01

Note: I wanted to try my hand at a long plot-based story. So here is a quest story in a fantasy world. There will be at least one sex scene in each chapter, and I've tried to make sure each sex scene is fappable and also integrated into the plot.

Lots of transformations including human-to-dragon, female-to-futa, and everything expansion (breast, ass, cock, muscle, height,...) Some mild descriptions of violence (a few short fight scenes, no gore beyond e. g. "there was blood on her claws"). In my mind everything is consensual, but some of the scenes immediately after Dayana is captured might be considered dubcon (e. g. enforced nudity).

Based on an idea from Lawrence123, and thanks to him for very valuable discussions as the story was being written. The tag list applies to the story as a whole.

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Adventurer. It had sounded such a glamorous occupation when she had been young and, like all young people, was absolutely certain she would live forever and never lose a fight. Why settle for the boredom of a farmer or a blacksmith when you could be a hero admired by everyone?

Now she knew the answer. Boredom meant you got to wake up in your bed tomorrow. Boredom meant you knew you were going to see your friends again; taste food, beer and cock again.

And boredom meant you did not have to kill.

Dayana remembered her first ever quest. Kill four goblins. Sounds so simple and easy. Only one of them had been armed, and she had disarmed it easily. She had prepared for the killing blow and... heard the crying, the screaming. Noticed how two of the goblins were so much smaller than the other two.

This was a family.

She looked at the goblin she'd disarmed and saw the abject terror in his eyes, the tears forming. She suddenly saw him not as a monster, but a person. A person with friends, loved ones, hopes and dreams, plans for next week, annoyances with the neighbours. And she had been prepared to snuff that out for ten gold, which would have been spent within the week.

She couldn't do it. She couldn't kill for a living.

She let them live, left to report the quest as a failure. She even dropped two gold on the floor for the damage she'd done.

That day, she had decided the path of the Rogue was hers. Avoiding fights sounded much more appealing than having to wipe out the entire population of a dungeon.

Dayana ran her hands through her long black hair, her lithe athletic body hugged by her formfitting red leather armour. She had had the armour custom-made for her after her first big reward. It offered all the protection of regular armour while allowing her to run, jump and climb freely. And - she smiled - it was also good for getting attention if she felt like rewarding herself after a successful quest with a night with a hunky fighter or paladin.

After fifteen years as a Rogue, she was the best of the best. She was known as the Ghost. If she was sent to steal the diamond ring that you kept locked in your strongbox, or that you kept under your pillow as you slept - the next day, the ring would not be there, and there would be absolutely no sign that anything else in your house had been touched.

Which is why Lord Mathias had hired her for the quest to retrieve the transformation stone from the dragon's lair.

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"The transformation stone. It was created by my late wife, Lady Ermina. She always thirsted for knowledge and became quite a powerful mage before she... before the dragon came."

Dayana was standing in Lord Mathias's private office. The lord was showing her his wife's magical research journal. On one page was a large, precise drawing in thick black ink of a stellated jewel that looked like twelve sharp spikes stuck together. Above, below, and to either side of the illustration, and covering the opposite page was dense technical writing in a very small neat hand. Dayana recognised only a few of the words.

"She didn't call it that," Mathias was saying. "She called it a morphy... morpho-something."

"Morphic field focalizer," Dayana read.

Mathias raised his eyebrows. "You can read?"

Dayana turned to him and smiled. "It is a very useful skill in my profession, my lord. But I cannot read most of what she has written here. It is technical writing, magical language."

Mathias nodded. "I never understood more than one word in ten when she was talking about this stuff. But I loved the way the light came into her eyes while she was talking about it." He stared off into the middle distance, allowing himself a moment of wistfulness and grief.

Lord Mathias was in good shape for a man in his forties. His fairly long black hair with just a few streaks of grey was neatly cut and gave the appearance of a lion's mane. His years of experience could be read in his blue-grey eyes and square-cut face with a few days' growth of stubble covering his chin. His body was tall and thickset and he stood with the ease and confidence of somebody who was used to being obeyed.

"The transformation crystal, yes. If you activate it - and I do not know precisely how to do that - then the next living being you see, you will transform into that creature. Or rather, into a mixture of yourself and that creature. If the next thing you see is a lizard, you will transform into a lizardman. The transformation is slow, it takes about a day."

The lord's eyes gazed into the distance again for a while as he remembered some of the fun he and his wife had had with the stone. He sighed.

"Ermina... She was everything to me. She was my world. I would have traded this entire land for the chance to make her smile just once."

"Then one day, the dragon came. I heard a thump. A roar and a scream, from our bedchamber. Then a sickening sound, the sound of tearing or rending flesh. I ran for our bedchamber, but I was too late."

"The window was wide open, and the dragon was standing in the room, blood on her claws. Our white bedsheets were stained red. I saw my beloved Ermina's arm hanging over the side of the bed, but when I looked more closely..." he stopped. "You do not need to know what the dragon did to my wife's body. But she was well and truly dead, beyond the skill of any cleric."

"I saw the stone in the dragon's hand. She saw me, and grinned. Her eyes flared red. She turned, leapt out of the window, spread her wings, and flew away. My guards shot some crossbow bolts at her, but none landed."

The lord closed the journal, put it aside, and unrolled a map of the local area.

"My scouts have observed the dragon - where she flies and in which direction when she leaves her lair at sundown, and when she flies home at sunup. We are quite certain her lair is somewhere in this region of the Keeldows Mountains." He circled an area on the map about five miles in diameter. Then he turned to Dayana and his face became serious.

"It is extremely dangerous for this dragon to have the stone. Maybe even now she is using it to create an army to terrorise the populace, or overthrow me. They say you are the best. Find her lair. Bring back the stone. I do not believe anybody else could do this. I will pay you ten thousand in gold."

Dayana swallowed. A dragon was the most dangerous foe she had ever faced. But that much money would mean she could retire, never have to risk her life for her supper ever again.

"Tell me about this dragon," she said. "What do you know about her?"

"Very little," Lord Mathias said. "Until the day she took my wife, I did not even know we had a dragon in this land. I only know what everyone knows - dragons are stronger than humans, they have the power of flight, they breathe fire or ice or poison or some other pestilence. They are intelligent, they can speak the tongues of men. Many of them can work some magic. And of course, she has the stone. She is extremely dangerous."

"You say you saw the dragon on the day she came here," Dayana said. "What was her appearance? A giant lizard?"

"Not at all. She appeared like a human woman, but much taller, and covered in blue scales. She had a tail, her fingers were claws, her eyes were red, but she had two legs, two arms. The muscles of her shoulders, arms and legs were large and firm, her abdominal muscles hard and tightly packed. Curves like a woman and huge...." He held his hands out a foot or so in front of his chest, then remembered he was talking to a lady and dropped them. "She had a very striking appearance. And... between her legs, a large, um, male endowment. Very large."

Dayana thought very carefully. This would be the most dangerous quest of her life, but also the final one if she was successful. But most importantly, Mathias was right. Nobody else could do this. Trying to slay the dragon was probably a fool's errand. The only hope was to steal the stone back by stealth. If she did not take the quest and the dragon did indeed conquer the land, there would be nothing left for her in that world.

"I take the quest," she said finally.

Lord Mathias clasped her hand with both of his. "Thank the gods. I do not believe anyone but you could do this. You have full access to my armoury. Take whatever equipment you need. And for all our sakes - may the gods smile on you."

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Two years earlier

Lady Ermina led her husband by the hand into the bedchamber and towards their large fourposter bed, freshly made by the chambermaid with its white curtains tied up at the posts.

"Alright, Ermina", Mathias said. "What was this surprise you had for me?"

Ermina turned, smiled, and let her robe drop to the floor. Beneath, she was completely naked. She stepped close to Mathias, looking up into his eyes with adoration. She was just as beautiful as the day Mathias had met her. The top of her red hair came up to the middle of his sternum, and beneath that was her face with its shining green eyes and petite, smiling, rose-colored lips. Mathias wrapped his arms around her slim but curvaceous body. Her slender arms returned the embrace.

Her body was light and thin, and Mathias always felt almost like he could break her with his grip if he was not careful. There was an hourglass curve to her figure: her conical breasts fit perfectly within Mathias's hands, her waist was slim with a perfect pink belly button, and then her ass was rounded out with a gentle curve. There was a cute pair of pink lips between her slight shapely legs.

Mathias did not resist as Ermina lowered his silk trousers, allowing him to keep on his white shirt.

"Well, my love," she said, "I was wondering... do you like my body?"

"Absolutely," Mathias said. "You are beautiful. Perfect in every way."

"Really?" Ermina teased. "You wouldn't prefer it if I was maybe a little fuller here? Or here?" and she cupped her own breasts, then her buttocks.

Mathias was a little confused. This felt like a test. "Why are you asking these things, Ermina?"

Ermina grinned. She was having immense fun. "I was just wondering if you would prefer me if I was more like this."

She straightened her body, breathed in, and looked up to the ceiling with her eyes. She concentrated hard, and the fingers of her hands twitched as she felt the energies she was manipulating pass through her body.

Before Mathias's eyes, Ermina's breasts began to slowly swell. The cones filled out to become teardrop shapes, then small globes, and then they continued to grow. Her nipples were slowly pushed further away from her chest, and they were growing too; her areolae spreading, becoming a deeper pink and protruding further from the flesh, and the nipples themselves becoming thicker and longer. The veins on each breast became more visible and pronounced. Her cleavage became longer and deeper before his eyes. He watched the ever larger breasts rising and falling with her slow, deep breaths. They were now each the size of her head, and their growth did not stop.

Ermina smiled as she saw Mathias's eyes widen. She gently placed one hand behind his head and guided him to take her left breast in his mouth. He could feel it surging between his lips. He felt the tip of the nipple slowly crawling along his tongue further into his mouth. He felt his jaw being pushed open gently as the breast flesh expanded. He reached up to hold her breast and felt the skin expanding under his palms and his hands being gradually pushed apart. He sucked and massaged the titmeat with his lips, tongue and jaw, and relished the sensation of being able to feel his wife's body transform. He felt his penis grow and harden as he became more aroused than he could remember in his life.

When the growth stopped he released his wife's breast and stepped back. Her bosom was now breathtaking, beyond anything he had ever expected to see on a human woman - two magnificent spheres, each three times the size of her head, standing high and proud on her chest under her proud and gleaming face.

"So, my love," she asked as she caressed her new enormous bust freely, "Which do you prefer?"

Mathias was lost for words, and she simply giggled. She placed her hands on his chest and gently guided him as they turned round in a circle and then she pushed him tenderly backwards until his legs met the bed. He sat down on the bed, and she knelt on his lap and easily slipped his cock inside herself.

"Mmmmmm," she said. "I have been learning a few new tricks."

Mathias placed his hands on her cute backside and began to roll his hips, making love to her as he had many times now.

"Oh," Ermina said. "Let me help you there."

She closed her eyes and breathed deep as once again she manipulated the energies of her own morphic field. Under Mathias's hands, he felt her buttocks start to grow and fill, Each one started easily being gripped fully by one hand. As it grew, the flesh began to bulge between his fingers, and then he felt each clasping hand being pushed open, and his hands were pushed apart, as her rump quickly overflowed anything that could be contained within his grasp. He saw her hips widen and her whole body being pushed upwards a few inches as her backside became a much, much larger cushion for her gyration on his very fortunate cock.

A grin of almost childish enjoyment came onto his face, as his wife's body transformed into something from an obscene fantasy before his eyes. He groped and squeezed her new buttocks gleefully then moved one hand up to one of her new enormous breasts, and she guided her body forward to allow him to take the nipple in his mouth again.

"Enjoy me," she breathed happily. "Don't be shy. These breasts and buttocks are for you. They are just for you."

His thrusting became more urgent and focused. Her new, unbelievably voluptuous body was incredibly exciting to his eyes and he started to fuck in earnest. His cock was being gripped by the very familiar pussy, which gripped and caressed it like a silk sleeve. Her new body was so stimulating, he felt like he was in heaven as he got to fuck the woman with the body from one of his most sexual dreams.

"Mmmm," Ermina said. "And now maybe one for me."

Each time it was easier to focus on manipulating the energies, and she did not need to close her eyes or stop gyrating her hips this time. Mathias felt a strange sensation around his dick - was her vagina becoming smaller? No - his cock was becoming larger! He felt it stretch forward to explore her cunt, and swell outwards to fill every tiny gap of space in that delicious canal. He released her tit from his mouth in order to see what was happening. He felt his balls swelling too, growing to the size of a pig's bladder, then quickly exceeding that to the size of a round shot.

As it did, his wife's breaths turned to gasps and moans of pleasure, and her movements became more urgent. Her skin flushed red, and sweat began to break out on her brow.

Soon his cock became too large for her to contain, and he saw her being pushed upwards as his cock swelled so that her hole was completely filled and first one inch, then two, then three was outside her. He grew even more excited, gripped her gigantic ass more firmly and started to hammer upwards into her depths with determination. He felt copious amounts of precum flow freely from the tip of his new, large, powerful cunt buster that was spreading his wife open so deliciously. His precum and her pussy juices flowed freely out of her hole around the base of his new large shaft.

His balls were now the size of cannonballs, and he could feel and even hear the copious quantities of cum sloshing around inside them. They pulsed and throbbed, desperate to unload their contents inside a willing womb.

Ermina was absolutely delighted at these new sensations, both of the feeling of raw power that her new body gave her, the enthusiasm that it gave to her husband's lovemaking, and the sense of being so exquisitely filled by her husband's new shaft.

She could not resist another transformation.

"And maybe something to help you handle all this extra weight of mine," she murmured, and then directed his morphic field to make his muscles grow.

Mathias felt his skin tighten and his flesh burn all over his body as every muscle in his body began to swell and harden. He saw his legs and arms thicken. His shirt soon felt tight against his chest and his arms as his biceps and pecs bloated in size. Soon it was skintight against his body, with his new hard abdominal muscles very clearly outlined against the fabric.

The seams on his shirt began to gape open and flesh was seen underneath in a way that delighted Ermina's gaze. The stitches on his shirt held for a few seconds and then began to pop, one by one. Finally the pieces of fabric of his shirt flew apart, blown open by the sheer quantity of muscle tissue that had grown underneath them.

Mathias and Ermina were now fucking in earnest. This could no longer be called lovemaking - this was raw, animalistic mating, their conscious minds having been long left behind in the arousal, the passion, the sheer lust that had been induced in each by the sight and feel of their partner's new, unbelievably sexually appealing body.

Ermina was leaning forward, her breasts over Mathias's face, as he moved his mouth from one of those enormous globes to the other and back again, simply indulging in kissing, sicking, lucking and massaging those amazing breasts with his jaw as he pleased. His new superhumanly strong arms were gripping onto Ermina's gigantic buttocks and effortlessly moving her up and down his now colossal shaft.

Juices were flowing freely as Mathias's cock pumped out copious quantities of precum, and Ermina's cunt kept pace, squirting and gushing its arousal in quarts of fluid that filled the room with a salty, musky, arousing scent. Ermina's body tensed up again and again as she came, over and over, her mouth gasping out her pleasure in a constant rhythm. "Math... Math... Mathias... So big... so big... so fucking big...."

Mathias felt the familiar fire begin just above his pelvis, and the tightness in his cock. He was going to cum. He was going to flood her cunt with his seed. Based on the new size of his balls and the amount of precum that his shaft was pumping out, he believed that this ejaculation was going to be similarly enormous.

"This is what you wanted?" he asked her. "A muscle god with an enormous womb wrecker, pounding into you again and again and again?"

"Pound me," Ermina gasped. "Fill me. Break me. Please. Please, my love. Use this new body of mine. Use me."

His hands were now moving her hips up and down in a frenzy, so fast that all that could be seen was a blur. Her face was locked in a grimace of pleasure-pain, her breath caught in her throat, her whole body seized up in one continuous orgasm. There was a constant spray of pussy juice from her stretched vulva that was soaking the bedsheets and making them damp.

Mathias started to pound his giant cock upwards into her even harder and faster, desperately chasing his own release. He felt the head of his cock thump into her cervix again and again, so frustrated that he could not go further, could not get the whole of his enormous new pussy wrecker into her.

With a sly smile, Ermina said, "Come inside, my love." She tweaked her morphic field one final time. Inside her, her cervix gaped open wide and with a rush, Mathias suddenly found that he was all the way inside her.

His eyes went wide at the incredible feeling of penetrating her so deep, of his shaft being gripped by what felt like two mouths, and the realisation that he was spraying precum freely right into his lady's womb, her most intimate space. His arousal reached new heights and an animal lust came over his newly muscular body.

"Ermina!" he shouted. "I'm going to fill you! I'm going to fill you completely!"

He slammed her huge ass downwards and his cock upwards in a fast, constant, steady rhythm and felt his body ready to release. He saw her belly bloating slightly as the enormous quantities of pre that were pumping out of his body had filled her womb and caused it to start to swell. He felt incredibly potent, incredibly virile, incredibly masculine with the changes that Ermina had made to his body and the effect that he was seeing it happen on hers. With one final slam, he held their bodies together, his hips up in the air supporting her weight, and then felt his body start to cum.

A enormous torrent of seed flowed from his expanded testicles up to his cock. His urethra bulged obscenely as he watched the flood push its way through that tube and up, through his wife's vagina and cervical canal, and deep into her center. A bulge in her skin appeared where the fluid burst into her body, and then spread quickly downwards as the emission flowed down the sides of his cock inside her womb, which quickly ballooned up to the size of a woman about to give birth to triplets. When her reproductive tract could not hold any more, the seed spurted out of her cunt across his hips, mixed with the juices of her own arousal.

The cum just would not end. His new balls kept urgently pushing out blast after blast of semen, which pushed its way through his cock and into her belly in one spurt after another after another. He saw his cum flooding out at the base of his cock in burst after burst after burst until his abdomen, thighs, and the bedsheets all around them were drenched and sticky.

Finally their orgasms began to subside. Ermina collapsed on top of her husband, her belly stretched tight over her immensely swollen womb that wobbled from side to side and sloshed with the fluid that it contained. Mathias watched as the bursts of his own seed that he could see slowed, and finally stopped.

They kissed over and over and over, relishing the delectable sensations of tingling and satisfaction that were filling their bodies. Mathias stroked her body freely, enjoying the feeling of her gigantic tits, belly and ass so close to him. Ermina wriggled her pussy on his softening cock, enjoying the sheer largeness of him inside, and the sight and feel of his new muscles. They both whispered "I love you" to each other as the contentment that followed such an enormous orgasm flowed over them. They settled down to snuggle in each other's arms and simply enjoy the feelings of being safe and loved.

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Mathias and Ermina lay next to each other in bed, stroking each other's bodies which had returned to normal, feeling delicious tingles flowing over their skin.

"Just incredible," Mathias said. "How is something like that possible?"

Ermina giggled. "Magic is always disappointing when you know how it is done. Every living being has a morphic field, an energy field that tells your body what shape it is supposed to be. Once you can see the fields, it is not difficult to effect a few pulls here, a few pushes there. Small, temporary changes. For larger, more permanent changes, one would need to focus the energy somehow - a crystal, or a wand. I am seeing if this is possible."

After a while Mathias said, "My love, this muscle growth you showed.... Could you do that on our soldiers?"

Ermina felt a slight chill on her heart. "My love, I did not learn these powers in order to better kill. I was simply curious about life. How do living things develop? As they grow, how do they know what shape to take? How do..."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," Mathias said. "But in theory, you could?"

Ermina paused before answering. "I think I have shared too much with you. As an apprentice mage, my master spent more time making me think on the question of when it is appropriate to use these magical powers than on how to achieve the effect I wished. These powers are not just tools or weapons, they come with a solemn duty to use them responsibly, only ever in harmony with natural law. Otherwise.... there is always a price to pay."

Mathias nodded. "Of course," he said. He turned over and went to sleep, his mind pondering different ways to increase the glory of his land. Two hundred soldiers, stronger than any people who had ever lived; or maybe one extremely strong soldier, with the strength of a dragon...?

Ermina also settled down to sleep. Her mind was also thinking and pondering hard, but for very different reasons.