Steam caressed his face as the young instructor of Thors Branch Campus let out a sigh. A dip in his hometown's hot spring was just what he and his body needed after the week of teaching he had. Even after his students had graduated, he still loved teaching the new generation of Thors. They were all colorful personalities with some reminding him of his friends and former students.
That being said, he found that being a little selfish was truly good for his well-being. Something that took a long time for him to realize that fact. The instructor smiled and leaned against the nearby rock, sighing contently before closing his eyes. The warm waters of the Phoenix Wings seeped into his skin and muscles, the healing sensation made the tension that built up in his body wash away.
The Divine Blade of the Empire briefly brushed his smooth skin—
Wait...
Smooth... skin?
That was odd. Aside from his face, his skin was never... silky smooth due to training and all the battles he had over the years. His skin shouldn't be too rough, but it shouldn't be this smooth either. Was it because of the natural spring water Rean washed over himself? No, that was unlikely. He knew that the hot spring water had no such skin-smoothing properties. If there was something like that, the instructor was sure the hot spring would be even more popular, especially with women.
He ran his hand down his chest as an incredible, marshmallow-like softness assaulted his palm. This sensation...!
"?!"
This caused the swordsman to snap his eyes wide open before they darted downward.
The moment he looked down, he saw large mounds of flesh sticking out of his chest, only being covered by a white towel as silver hair fell on his visage. Blood immediately went to his face, a blush emerging from his cheeks. Rean looked away from the alluring cleavage he somehow now possessed before his little "tachi" got ready for battle. That was a bad idea though since his new breasts jiggled and shook, promptly freezing the swordsman in place, his blush deepening into cherry-red.
He was certain he was going to get aroused now. But instead of familiar hardness, his insides started to feel hot and something ached down south. Naturally, a hand went down to check, yet found nothing worth grabbing. He felt something in him shatter: his manly pride.
"W-What happened to my body?!" He yelled in a panic, his voice not what it used to be. "Huh...? My voice...! That was..."
His eyes grew wide and his hand grabbed his throat. The voice that left his lips belonged to the person he never thought he would hear from again after their last encounter. That can't be...
Then this curvy body he swapped with belonged to the woman who snapped the blade of his tachi in half.
Swallowing down a lump he didn't know he had, Rean took in his surroundings. His fears were confirmed when he saw that he was no longer in the outdoor hot spring of the Phoenix Wings. He was still in an outdoor hot spring, but he wasn't familiar with his new environment. It looked like he was currently in the forest.
Rean looked back down, ignoring his huge bust to look at his reflection. His eyes stared down at the cool, sky-blue orbs staring at him with a shocked glint in their eyes. A hand went to his lips as he saw the reflection of the silver-haired beauty mimic his movements, her hand caressing her plump lips. He saw her eyes widen, shocked. Well, that confirms that...
The young Divine Blade slumped against a large rock, the color in his face completely drained.
"Why did I become the Silver Princess..." He whined, grumbling as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I need to return to normal as soon as possible!"
He shot up from the waters. Again, that was a bad idea. His breasts jiggled a bit at the sudden movement as crimson grew into a deeper shade. Thank Aidios for the towel...
Now Rean had another dilemma...
Something was compelling him to gaze at his new figure. Sky-blue eyes drifted to his reflection as Rean admired his curves. If it weren't for the fact the woman whose body he possesses now was the woman who broke his tachi, he would have probably been fully captivated by her beauty. Her large melons, thick thighs, bubble butt, and pretty face. The Silver Princess was definitely on par or maybe even more beautiful than the women he knew.
...Okay, he was a little captivated by her.
Learning from his mistakes and burying his embarrassment for a moment, Rean held his new breasts in place and shook his head, calming himself as he recited a few eastern proverbs to avoid "indecent" thoughts from flooding his mind. It was safe to say that they weren't working when he started blushing again.
"Ghh... I need to find out where I am..."
~~~~~~
Jusis felt his world spin around. His surroundings were swirling and swirling and he actually felt like throwing up. When the young noble finally stopped, strands of indigo hair fell on his face as he felt his chest bounce unnaturally it actually caught his eye, red caressing his cheeks. This, of course, alarmed and flustered the Albarea as he straightened his posture. His chest was a defiant one as it jiggled behind the orange-yellow top that concealed it.
Where had he seen this top before? And why did it feel so tight!?
"What kind of dream is this?"
The usually cool and elegant voice he held came out as soft and feminine but retained some manner of elegance. He was tired constantly because of his position as Duke Albarea, but he didn't think it would warrant this weird dream. He looked around to see a familiar theater surrounding him, a few, of what he assumed to be dancers and performers, practicing their moves on the stage beneath his feet.
"Isn't this... Arc en Ciel?" He asked to no one in particular.
Something happened to him that caused him to swap with a body of a familiar woman. His pondering was tragically cut short when a pair of slender hands cupped his large mounds and gave them a firm squeeze.
To Jusis' absolute horror, his lips parted to give way to a very... unmanly sound.
"Aaaah~!"
"What are you doing standing around and spacing out, my dear Rixia~? Something troubling you, hun?"
Cheeks flushed, the noble whipped his head around to see the grinning face of Illya Platiere. Her hands were wrapped around his new... assets, giving them a slight massage before she pulled away. Goddess, if she continued further, another moan was going to leave him. Now in a woman's body, Jusis instinctively covered his chest before he shot the golden-haired performer a glare.
"Now, now~ Less glaring and more practicing, or else you get another squeeze!" She winked before shuffling toward one of the dancers to help them with their moves.
Once alone, Jusis's arms went back to his side as he grumbled with a scowl.
"That... was... horrible." He deadpanned with flushed cheeks.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
