Circe’s Smile [Multiple MtF Mythology TG] - Part 3 (Patreon)

Five loser frat brothers keep striking out, so they decide to spend the night playing a mysterious board game: Circe’s Smile. The more they play, the more the magic of the game transforms them, and their only hope for salvation is to win and hopefully get their old, male bodies back.

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Part 3

Shane stepped outside; the front door felt like a portal to a strange mirror dimension. The buildings were the same, the campus looked as it always had; but the people were strangers to him. More elves, a pair of drivers walked along the rooftops casually without anybody so much as blinking, and two drow men walked, while pushing a wheelchair housing another mermaid as she clicked her fingers in irritation.

“Come on, you louts! I am drying out!”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Shane’s mouth dropped open; what on Earth had that board game done? The rest of his frat stepped outside and had the same reaction. Poor Ravi dragged himself to the door to look and by the time he reached the rest of them, he was out of breath.

“What…the…fuck.”

“At least nobody is going to be looking at us weirdly…” Paul whispered, eyeing off the other driders. 

Shane didn;t realise he was walking into the street until a heavy hand grasped his shoulder and spun him round. A thick-skinned, broad-chested minotaur-looking man with a golden rose ring huffed at him, and Shane felt a shiver run down his spine that elicited a feeling that was half fear, half…something a lot more embarrassing.

“Hey, what sort of friends are you?” The minotaur snorted, “Letting a mermaid drag herself, get her chair for goodness sake.”

“Her…chair?” Shane blinked, and the man rolled his eyes. 

“She has a chair, I assume, unless she dragged herself all the way here from the Aqua Campus.”

“Uhhh…”

The minotaur’s face screwed up in frustration. 

“Oh my God, I knew you sorority girls were selfish, but seriously? Go pick her up right now and carry her back to the campus so she can swim!”

The orders made Shane shudder, and before he could stop himself, he’d turned around and was bending to try and pick Ravi up. The others just stared, including Ravi, and the minotaur man shook his head.

“Isn't somebody going to help her? For fuck sake.”

He walked over himself and easily hefted Ravi and his heavy tail into his arms. 

“Come on, let’s get you back in the water.”

“Oh…okay.” Ravi’s face turned pink, and he giggled a little, twirling a lock of his red hair. 

Shane felt a surge of jealousy and then quickly quashed it. Why should he want to be held in a strong minotaur's arms? Minotaurs weren’t even supposed to be real! The rest of the group watched them go off toward whatever the Aqua Campus was.

“This is surreal…” Peter whispered, “We have to explore!”

“Explore? Are you serious?” Paul groaned, “We’ve been all messed up, and now our world is messed up!”

“And how are we going to learn about it without exploring, hm?”

Peter put his hands on his wide, furry hips, and his little cotton tail twitched in irritation. Shane would have laughed at the image of a tiny saytr trying to tell of a drider, if he wasn't still in shock. 

“We all go learn what we can and get back here. Then, we figure out how to reverse it.” Peter said, finally, stomping a little hoof. “Let’s go.”

Some of the others argued, but Shane didn't have the energy. He watched another set of drow walk past, a man and a woman. The man a few steps behind her, looking at her with utter awe and deference while she pretended he didn’t exist. It made something in his stomach twis,t and he followed.

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Ravi

Ravi was sure he had drawn the shortest straw. Sure, mermaids were beautiful, but that beauty seemed to be nothing but pain right now. His back absolutely ached from the giant milkers that were his breasts. They were so big and heavy that no matter how he positioned himself, gravity weighed them down. Dragging himself across the floor had been hard enough, but even lifted in the minotaur man’s arms, he felt heavy. 

This whole body was like one giant tease: big, beautiful breasts that were painful, a shimmery tail, but no pussy, and long, gorgeous hair that was so tangled the idea of brushing gave him a headache. Maybe he could chop it all off. The minotaur took him to the edge of the campus lake and gently placed him down at the edge.

“You should find better sorority sisters.” He said with a wry smile. 

“Uh, maybe…is this the Aqua Campus?”

It just looked like a normal lake to him. 

“Of course.” The minotaur laughed, “Are you playing dumb? I’d walk you to your room but…well.”

Suddenly, a figure with green hair and glittering eyes appeared out of the water. Another mermaid woman who rolled her eyes.

“Ugh, all testosterone you cow boys.” She scoffed, “Mermaids are all lesbians, no matter how much you want to try and bang us.”

It took all of Ravi’s self-control not to burst into laughter at the term “cow boy”. The minotaur sighed in disappointment and got to his feet, giving both the mermaids a little wave before heading back to the campus streets. The mermaid rolled her eyes again.

“They think they can charm us, I don’t know why. That’s our thing.” She looked Ravi up and down. “Gosh, look at you, dry as a bone. Your back must be hurting so much! Come on down.”

Before Ravi could question…anything, she had said, she dipped below the water. The information was all so overwhelming. Mermaids were lesbians? There was a campus under the lake? Ravi dipped beneath the surface and felt the gills on his neck flare and open. He took a deep, relieved sigh and then, without meaning to, let out a low, pleasure-filled moan. The water took all the weight of his giant breasts away. For a moment, he just floated, his hair now light as a feather instead of weighing down his neck and head; why would any mermaid ever leave the water? This felt like Heaven.

“Been a while?” The other mermaid giggled. “It’s been a while since I heard somebody make a sound that lovely.”

Ravi’s cheeks went bright pink with embarrassment, and he tried to curl in on himself in shame, but his breasts got in the way. All he managed to do was squeeze them together. 

“Oh, don’t be shy, I’m Fina.” The woman batted her eyelashes. “What’s your name?”

“Ravi?” 

“Don't sound too sure about that.” She laughed, “Have I stolen your breath away?”

“Oh…um…” Ravi had always tried to play it cool; he knew with his small build and thin frame, he could never compete with the tough gym bros that women usually went for. So he decided to put on a cool-as-a-cucumber, stoner-type persona. Women always said they preferred gentle confidence, but after a year, he still hadn’t ever had a woman approach him first. And here he was, with a beautiful, busty mermaid batting her eyes and looking him up and down. He didn’t know how to react. 

“That’s a yes.” Fina giggled before grabbing Ravi’s hand and dragging him through the water. “Come on, I’ll show you around the Aqua Camps if you like?”

“Uh…sure?”

Fine led him deep into the water, but instead of getting darker, the water started to glow bright.  The Aqua Campus unfurled around them in shimmering blues and greens; a hidden university nestled in the heart of the lake. Bioluminescent stones glowed from archways of stone buildings, all decorated with freshwater reeds and plants. “Most new students get lost at least twice on their first day. But don’t worry, if you ever need… personal help, I’m always around.” Ravi swallowed. His tail seemed to know how to swim instinctually, but he couldn't get used to the feeling of it undulating up and down, or the feeling of water flowing over his new breasts. They swayed along with the natural curve of his body as it moved through the water. His long hair flowed behind him almost like a cape. Fina swirled through the water, pointing out the various sights. “This building over here is the Tide Library. It’s open all night, though honestly, I prefer the study coves. Much more private.” Her fingers brushed his arm as she pointed, and a shiver ran down his spine. Everywhere he looked, there were more beautiful mermaids all with big curves and long hair. “Are there any mermen around?” He asked, and Fina giggled. “Mer-men? Good one.” Ravi laughed nervously and they kept swimming. Were there…really no men about. If so…where did more mermaids come from? The thoughts vanished from his mind as Fina drifted closer to his side. Every time she explained something, her voice dipped into warm, teasing tones. And every time she looked at him, really looked at him, he felt heat rise from his chest to the tips of his fins. “You okay?” she asked, smiling knowingly. “You look a little flushed.” “I’m fine,” he insisted, much too quickly. “Just… taking it all in.” “Oh, I hope you do,” she murmured. They reached the glowing courtyard centre, where a ring of lantern-stones cast soft light upward in spirals. Fina tilted her head, her hair flowing around her like ink in water. “Ready to see the living quarters? I can give you the standard tour…” She paused, her grin turning sly. “…or the fun one.” His tail gave an involuntary flick of panic. “Th-the standard one is fine!” If she were a regular woman and Ravi was still a man, he’d know exactly what to say; he’d been practising lines for the occasion half his life. But now, he could only panic. “Relax. I’m only teasing.” She floated closer anyway, “Mostly.” He tried to exhale, but it only came out as a nervous bubble. If there really were no men around here. Did that mean her comment about all mermaids being lesbians was true? Judging by the way she was flirting with him, it certainly was. Ravi didn't know how to feel; he still liked women a lot. But this wasn’t his body; he didn’t know how to have sex with a woman…as a woman, let alone one with a tail and no vagina. “That’s a very serious face you’re making.” Fina giggled, taking his hand and leading him down to sit in a secluded little cave on a bench. “I’m…trying to work out if you’re flirting with me,” he admitted, and Fina laughed. “Oh, you’re dumb, you know what? I like that. Yes, Red, I am flirting with you.” She coiled Ravi’s long, red hair around her finger. “Want me to do a little more than sweet words?”

“How? We don’t have…”

Fina snorted. “I said I liked you dumb, not moronic, but okay, I can play along…”

Her hands came to cup Ravi’s enormous breasts, and all the air rushed from his lungs. He knew boobs were sensitive, but mermaid tits seemed even more so. That had to be it; there was no way regular women felt this all the time. The pleasure coiled in his lower stomach as Fina dragged her fingers across the smooth skin. It only got stronger as she got closer to his nipples. Speaking of, they were painfully hard against his seashell bra. 

“Even by mermaid standards, you have lovely tits,” Fina whispered before leaning in to kiss him gently. Ravi moaned; her lips were so soft, just like his. There was an extra layer of sensual pleasure that came from soft meeting soft, rather than hard. Fina’s finger slipped under the seashells and pressed against the diamond nubs that were his nipples, and Ravi saw stars. Screw having a pussy, this felt incredible. She tweaked and played, gently tugging while continuing to kiss Ravi so hard it left him breathless. The pleasure seemed to fill his entire body like balloons, getting stronger and stronger until he couldn't stand it anymore. 

With a moan that Fina swallowed, he came. His scales shimmered with light, making the water around them come alive for a moment. Fina giggled softly against his lips as Ravi gasped for air and fell back against the cool stone, scales still shimmering. 

“Cumming for us is so obvious, at least it means we can’t fake it, right?”

“Y-Yeah…” Ravi licked his lips and looked over at Fina, taking in her figure and blue hair, which matched her blue tail. He felt a sense of curiosity overcome him: what would they look like lit up while she came? He forgot entirely about scouting out this new world for the others and swam a little closer to his guide. “You know, this tour is going well. Mind if we extend it?”

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Shane

Everything felt too sharp, too bright, too strange. The world looked the same, and different all at once. He yelped in surprise when a troll man walked by, and watched as a bunch of elven women giggled as he passed. Looking down at himself in his midnight dress, Shane had never felt less comfortable in his own skin. He didn't even remember the magic changing his clothes, but at some point, they must have. The click of his heels and the swish of his dress were constant reminders. The slit in his skirt went all the way to his thigh; it felt scandalous. He'd never been a prude before, but that was before he knew how exposing it felt to wear something so...revealing. 

Every window he passed showed a face he didn’t recognise staring back at him. His stomach tightened each time. He was so overwhelmed that a pair of male drow nearly collided with him. They skittered around him with murmured apologies, giving him wide-eyed looks before rushing off.

  The gardens should have been calming. But his thoughts churned too loudly for him to appreciate the quiet. Shane couldn't help but look around desperately, hoping that something, anything, would give him a solution to this insanity. Instead, he just saw another drow couple: a man and woman. The man carried the woman's books before she suddenly stopped, clicked her fingers, and the man handed them over, only to get down on all fours so she could sit on him like a stool. 

Shane felt his jaw drop. Especially when he took in the man's face, his cheeks were flushed and he was biting his lip; obviously aroused. Two short, satyr men walked passed and chuckled. 

“Man, drow men are such cucks.”

“I would be too if one of those dark skinned ladies wanted to have me.”

“Yeah, but you’re a sub, you won’t catch me bending down for one of them. I hear they peg their dudes more often than the other way around.”

Shane’s mouth went dry as they walked past him, not noticing him in the gloom. Shane remembered that shameful spike of arousal he’d felt submitting earlier and bit his lip. Not only had that cursed game transformed him into a drow. It had made him into the wrong kind of drow! He turned on his heels and left the park, face flushed, trying hard not to be jealous of the man on all fours serving his mistress.

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Nathan

Nathan was secretly glad they had decided to split up. Being in that tiny room was starting to make him stir crazy. He had twice as many legs now, and they were starting to feel frisky. He was surprised by how easily he got used to walking like a horse, his hooves clicked along the stones, and his spine arched gracefully as he moved. He was thankful his shirt had survived the transformation, because his new breasts swung freely beneath it. If he were bare-chested, they would probably be quite a sight. 

He looked down at his dappled coat and sighed: the game could have at least made him black. Then he might look a bit more mysterious, rather than looking like a farm girl's ride. One of his little splotches looked a little too much like a heart for his liking. 

There were all kinds of creatures roaming the campus now, but he didn't see any other centaurs. Curious, he kept exploring until finally the sound of hoof beats pricked his ears. 

A group of centaurs swept past the hedge row, their laughter carried on the wind. They moved with an easy confidence, tails streaming behind them as they galloped toward a wide training field where several others were already gathered. Curiosity tugged at him. He followed. When Nathan reached the field, they were lining up again, breathless and excited. One noticed him and waved him over with a grin. 

“You running with us?”

A tingle rushed through his powerful new body at the thought of running. He hesitated, thinking of how much his breasts jiggled just from walking. But the stiffness in his knees pushed him forward. 

“I guess.”

He stepped into place beside a line of other centaurs, while the remainder formed a small crowd around them, already cheering. Anticipation started to grow in his chest. 

“Go!” someone shouted.

The line burst forward.

Nathan launched himself after them, muscles tightening and releasing in a smooth, explosive rhythm. His forelegs struck the earth with solid beats, and his hindquarters drove him faster with each stride. The world narrowed; it was just him and the herd thundering across the field. His breasts bounced wildly, but he didn't care; in fact, he sped up. 

Wind tore past his head, and his hair whipped at his shoulders. The ground blurred beneath him. A rush of heat spread through his body as a stallion rode up next to him, smiling widely. He felt powerful. Unrestrained. Free. Aroused. It was then he realised nobody had said where the finish line was. Perhaps they made their own, because all of a sudden, two of the racing centaurs paired off, slowing and pulling out to the side before the male mounted the female without so much as a word. 

Nathan felt his whole body flush, and that stallion brushed up beside him again. Nathan’s mouth went dry; when this all started a few hours ago, the last thing on his mind had been sex. But now animal instincts were taking over; some primal, centaur part of him knew this was a ritual. He hadn’t known the point when he started, but now he was here, and he was a slave to his new impulses. 

Behind his tail, his new pussy quivered, and he tore off to the side, slowing his pace as the stallion followed suit. Anticipation and anxiety spiked in Nathan’s heart; was he really about to do this? But then he felt the heavy weight of the stallion on his back, the man’s human hands in his hair, and his cock pressing at his entrance. The question hung silent in the air, and Nathan parted his back legs ever so slightly. That was all the stallion needed. 

He pushed in, and a breathy, broken moan echoed up Nathan’s throat. He’d never been so overwhelmed in all his life. It just kept going. The phrase hung like a horse made perfect sense because fuck, the stallion was big. It only got more intense as he started to thrust, short, fast pushes into his new vagina, and it was ecstasy. The stallion was grunting, and Nathan let out a breathy whinny of pleasure and pushed back. 

His body tightened, the stallion's hooves squeezed his sides as they continued to rut like animals. All around him, more members of the herd were pairing off and fucking each other hard. The air filled with pleasured neighs, and Nathan let out a harsh snort as he finally came as well. His strong legs trembled with the intensity, and the stallion followed soon after, pumping him till he was leaking. He could worry about pregnancy later; right now, he was awash in ecstasy. So much so, he didn't notice a small drow woman watching, her eyes wide.