FEViR
Northly's head snaps up at Lex's words.
She's terrified. Or angry. Or some other emotion that sees straight through Lex.
"Vuide repelled her," Northly stresses. "She saw to it that Nateria would never cross to the void, and the two of them would never again be as close as they once were inside the All Mother. Not even in the void that is her womb rebuilt." Northly speaks more quickly now, as if she wants to be free of the story as fast as possible.
"Nateria used her father's bde on herself once again. This time her purpose was to birth the lesser gods. Each drop that flowed from her skin became a child." Northly swallows. "And then she wielded the bde to kill nearly as many as she bore.
"She wished to see if Vuide's animosity was limited to her, or if she would also forsake those born of her blood." Northly begins pying with her neckce again. "Vuide took the lesser gods. It is said that for each lesser god that lives and blesses us with Nateria's magic, Vuide holds a dozen to her breast in the void. Some say she holds many more than that. Some say that for each one we behold in their life before us, Vuide clutches the number of stars we see in the sky multiplied by the number of seconds in a lifetime. Such is her greed." Finally, Northly falls silent, her eyes downcast.
Long seconds pass.
"Thank you," Sage says, when it becomes evident Northly has finished speaking, "for expining. Lex?"
He startles at their address. "Thank you," he says as well.
He pulls up the item description of [My darling's darling cock ring] for his sight alone. He rereads the fvour text.
Oh, that old thing? I needed my sweetie to learn to contain himself and went a smiiiiidge overboard. But he looks sooooo cute now!! And I think he likes his tiny teeny weenie really~~
It still needs more improvements, so I'll keep working on it!!!! Fight fight!!
— Vuide of the void
He asks, "Do you know of any men Vuide might call 'sweetie'?" Somehow he doubts it. The image Northly painted of a vindictive, jealous child doesn't lend itself to the use of pet names.
Northly blinks. "No," she says, and Lex is fairly sure she means 'Vuide would never' rather than 'no one springs to mind.'
"Okay. Thank you," he says again.
Sage squeezes his hand. Lex shoots them a smile and turns their conversation towards banalities. Northly tells them what it was like to grow up as a priestess candidate, and how she came to know the owner of this restaurant — a tale that involves rather more sex than Lex had expected — and Lex and Sage expin what real life is like for them.
They eat more good food and eventually part ways outside of the restaurant. Sage and Northly tip the owner, though he insisted that the honour of hosting the priestess and her guests was payment enough.
Sage didn't let go of Lex's hand the entire meal.
"So," Sage begins, casting a sideways gnce towards Lex's chest. He swallows.
"Let's get back to your inn," he says and they nod. As tempting as it is to have them pin him against the closest ft surface, he'd like to get into a different shirt before this one loses a button.
*
As soon as the two of them are back in Sage's room, Lex starts fumbling with the buttons of his poor shirt, strained taut against his breasts. Sage can see the divots where his piercings press against the material. He's so cute.
"Stop that," they tell him and he freezes. They take over and free him (rather more efficiently) from the garment.
He sighs in relief once it's off. Sage cups one breast, and hefts it. "I can see the difference now," they say wryly. Admittedly, his breasts still aren't what Sage would call rge — their hand covers one with room to spare — the issue had been that shirt more than anything. They desperately want to put him in something even tighter, that lifts and dispys them, but they pull out a roomier shirt they bought yesterday instead. Their funds are getting low, so fancy armour that shows off Lex's assets will have to wait.
Lex pulls on the shirt and buttons it, managing now that his chest isn't straining against the fabric. Sage assesses him. "Hardly noticeable," they decre.
"Is that…" Lex starts, hesitant. "What you want?"
They snort. "Fuck no. But it's day one of having boobs for you, and we're about to hit up a dungeon. What I want can wait."
Lex cringes. Sage raises an eyebrow.
"I need to come," he says, ears fming, "or I won't be able to focus in the dungeon." Then, in a mutter so quiet Sage is only half-sure he says it at all, "Not with you there."
A grin rises to their face. "Lex, are you into me?"
They ask to tease him, but it's reassuring how earnestly his face colours. Then, in that same small voice, he says — eyes anywhere but Sage —"I want to make you come."
Heat floods between Sage's legs. They're not yet used to the sensation. Though, with how often it's happened since meeting Lex, they probably should be.
"Do you?" they purr. They close the distance between the two of them and reach up to brush his hair behind his ear. Maybe they can get him a piercing that's enchanted with their magic, so anyone will be able to see who he belongs to.
Sage really does know better than to go around ciming random men they barely know as theirs, but it's so easy with Lex. He takes to everything they so much as hint at like a duck to water. And he's looked so happy each time Sage has succumbed to their possessive streak. They want to tattoo their name across his new chest. A feature of his body that Sage is fairly sure Lex should be more distressed by, even with the dysphoria reduction. Just like he should have been more distressed by them misgendering him.
"Does my girl want to put her cock in me?" They watch his face carefully as they say it.
"I'm not a girl," he says.
Sage reins in their breath. Fuck. "We should talk first," they say, hating how much they want to skip this conversation and rely on the game to make sure things are consensual. Sage is pretty sure Lex will agree to anything they say, just because it's them who said it. And they love that. It makes them feel all giddy and want to grin until their face breaks. But they're all Lex has at the moment. They care about him too much to let that stand. "C'm'ere," they say and lead him to the bed, tugging him down so they're lying next to each other.
They pause to smile, and watch Lex blink back at them, before pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
"Ground rule number one, I won't abandon you for saying 'no.' I won't leave, or be upset, or punish you in any way. You can always say 'no.'"
Lex frowns. Bad sign. They are so damn irresponsible.
"I want you to tell me what you want, even if it's not what I've asked for or told you to do."
"I like you overruling me," Lex says.
They cluck their tongue. They know what he means, but they have to know he'll tell them where his limits are, or they'll break him. And they like this idiot cis-boy far too much for that.
"What if I wanted you to get a cunt?" they ask.
His breath hitches. That could be good or bad.
They reach between them and rub the back of a finger down the bulge in his trousers. "What if I wanted to cut this off and put it in a jar for safe keeping?"
He shudders, but moves towards Sage rather than away. Sage might have to reassess how cis Lex is.
"I'd let you," he says, and before Sage can find another tack to push him on, he continues, "but I get it. Um," he pauses. "We can have a safe-word?"
Sage eyes him. "And you'd use it?" Lex is too subby for his own good.
"If—" his breath stalls. "If I needed to."
"Give me an example of when you'd use it."
Lex doesn't answer right away, but Sage can tell he's really thinking about it, not wanting to give them an insincere answer. "I can't think of one," he eventually admits. "Everything I come up with swings back around to sexy."
"Like what?" Sage asks before they can think about whether it's a good idea to hear his thoughts on what would push the envelope.
His cheeks burn. "Like you telling me not to touch you. Or sending me to fuck someone else. Or not to get off without you, even if I'm hit with more libido stacks."
"I'm not sending you to anyone else," they snarl before they can hold it in. They feel Lex's dick twitch within his trousers. "You can fuck who you like, I don't mind, but you're mi—" They snap their teeth shut.
"Can I be a girl with other people?" Lex blurts.
Sage blinks, shocked out of their frustration.
"Like with Northly," he expins. "She thought I was a girl, and I'm not, but she didn't know that. Only you did."
"You want to be a girl," they repeat slowly, "with everyone but me?" They definitely need to reassess whether Lex is cis. "You know anyone who sees you will probably think you're a trans girl who's partway through transitioning, if you let them think you're a girl?"
"Yes?" he says. "Better than them thinking I'm a pervert guy."
Sage's eyes narrow. "You only want to be a 'pervert guy' with me," they say, turning over his words in their mind. "You know that trans women aren't secretly pervert guys, right?" What Lex is asking for—what he's saying—strays altogether too close to poisonous ideas Sage's trans ass has worked hard to avoid. "And neither are men who do drag, or gender-fluid people—" they see the question in Lex's expression before he can ask it. "People who are sometimes men and sometimes women and sometimes somewhere in between."
"Of course." He says it firmly, then softens. "I like the idea of it being a secret, just for you." He bites his lip as he chooses his next words. "I could get the permanent feminising piercing. So you'd really be the only one who knows I'm not a girl."
Sage has no idea what Lex is, but he definitely isn't cis. They kiss him, because they can't not. "The only way someone could be sure you aren't a girl — even if you looked how you did this morning — would be for you to tell them. You don't have to permanently alter your body for that." And it is his body, isn't it? With him unable to log out, it's the only one he's got. "And you're okay with the tits?"
"It's fine," Lex says, a little too quickly. Sage doesn't know what to read into his expression, and it hits them all over again that they barely know him.
"Right," they say.
"They're sore," he says.
Sage blinks. "They grew really fast," they say, just to say something.
"I like the pain."
Lex has a pain kink. Sage either has the best luck in the entire universe or the worst luck in the entire universe. They could py with Lex's still healing piercings a little, while they have this conversation. As a treat. And he has a dick! They haven't had the opportunity to py with someone with a dick and a pain kink in forever! If Sage gets any wetter, they're at risk for soaking through their underwear and starting to seep into their robe, which just makes them all the more turned on. How is Lex this perfect?
"Is that bad?" Lex asks, and Sage has to force themself to focus.
"No," they say. "It's good, actually. Really good." It makes the top ten list of things Sage is into, a list which is rapidly filling with Lex and only Lex.
But, right. Boundaries. And then discussing Lex's sudden growth spurt. And then Lex can make them come as many times as he wants.
"So, you liked what we did with Northly?" they ask.
"A lot. And," he hesitates, growing shy, "she understood. That I'm yours, you know?"
"How would you feel," they begin, "about me marking you?"
Sage is pleased when Lex doesn't immediately agree. Oh, he's interested, but he's thinking about it first, really considering what they're asking and his limits. "Depends on the mark," he says.
"A tattoo?" Sage suggests.
"Where?" Lex asks in return.
They flick their eyes to his chest and back up. "If you didn't want to show it off, you could just wear a shirt that covers it."
"What would it be of?"
Now it's Sage's turn to consider. "Some text, probably." They ugh. "Elvish text. Saying… 'Return to Sage after use'."
Lex whimpers.
Sage brushes their fingers over his cheek. "You like the idea of being used?"
"You wouldn't mind? Me being used by other people?"
"Do you know you're mine?" they ask, pushing their voice into a deep rumble they haven't used since they changed their character's body.
"Yes," Lex says, instantly.
"And if I told you you're not allowed to come with anyone but me?"
"I wouldn't come."
They take Lex in. Fully appraising him for the first time since his body changed. He seems more fragile, with his tits just barely noticeable in the looser shirt. As hot as it would be to make him follow through on his pn to use the permanent transformation items while he has no escape, Sage does have lines they won't cross, and that's one of them.
"Okay. You no longer come for anyone but me. Unless I give you permission, you don't come."
"What if I can't get your permission, and it would be dangerous for me to be distracted?" he asks, question ready for them.
They smile. Thank god. He gets it. "Then you come," they say. "You are the most important. And if I'm not there to tell you you can take it, I want you to use your best judgement.
"We can use a traffic light system. I'll ask for a colour, and you tell me green, orange or red. If at any point you want to stop or slow down, you can say red or orange without me asking first."
"What if my mouth is," he looks anywhere but Sage, "occupied?"
They nod. "Then you tap or squeeze. Once for red, twice for orange, three times for green."
"I want the tattoo," he says. "It should be obvious I belong to you."
"Okay," they say. They run their fingers through his hair. He should grow it out. They can make him learn how to braid it and keep it tidy. Make him braid their hair, while they work him up towards orgasm, without letting him come.
"But," he begins, eyes searching Sage's rather than the ceiling now, "can you get one, too? Not the same. But," he says, "simir."
"I can do that," Sage says immediately. "Maybe we can find someone to put magic in them. A location spell or something. So we can find each other. It's a good idea," they tell him, continuing to pat his hair. "Good boy," they say.
"Arf, arf," Lex replies in a passable imitation of a dog.
They take a breath. "Now, what happened with your tits?"
"They grew," Lex says. Sage rolls their eyes. "And so did my dick. It's kind of huge now. I don't really remember much before Northly got me off, but I think being inside the temple did something. Like it kicked my piercings into overdrive."
"Bring up your stats," they say. He does. "Good boy," they say absently as they look them over.
"You have four stacks of increased libido," they note.
"What?!" Lex yelps, and focuses on the screen with Sage.
[STATUS
Pyer: Lex | Lvl: 1 | Exp: 0/25
HP: 10/10 | MP: 5/5
Alignment: Void (20%)
Str: 6 | Def: 4 | Agi: 5 | Dex: 4
Mag (vd): 11 | Mag (mt): 0 | Mag Def (vd): 3 | Mag Def (mt): 7
Condition(s): Increased libido (4) | Decreased dysphoria (2)
Transformation(s): Decreased phallus size | Decreased phallus size (2) Effect reversed! | Decreased scrotum size | Decreased scrotum size (2) Effect reversed! | Increased breast size (2)
]
"Yeah, two from the cock ring, one from each of your piercings. Four total."
He swallows. "I didn't notice that."
Sage shrugs, checking through his skills. "It can be better to feel the difference rather than fixating on numbers. Although…" they should keep trying to think through what happened to Lex when he went inside the temple. But now the idea has occurred to them, they can't resist.
"Let's experiment," they say, and channel their magic into a spell.
Lex releases a deep shuddering breath.
"How does that feel, compared to in the temple?" they ask. Lex's status now reads:
Condition(s): Increased libido (6)
"Not as bad," he says, but heat is rising to his cheeks and Sage can see the peaks of his nipples where they are hard under his shirt.
Sage nods and casts the spell again.
Condition(s): Increased libido (8)
"Mmngh," Lex says, his eyes squeezing shut before he can gather himself. "Not as bad, but—" his breath hitches. "Closer."
It occurs to Sage that they don't have a spell to reduce the stack back to a manageable number, that the only way they have to reverse their spell is to have Lex come.
They cast again.
Condition(s): Increased libido (11)
Huh.
They watch Lex's status for a moment, then see the number flicker from "11" to "12", back to "11" before settling on "12".
Lex whimpers, and he reaches towards the buttons on his shirt. "'s close," he manages to say.
"Good boy," they soothe. They cast the spell once more.
Condition(s): Increased libido (14)
Lex releases a breathy moan that speaks to his loss of control, his libido forced into overdrive.
This time, Lex sees it as the number flickers and increases. "Vuide's blessing." An extra condition that only affected Lex for the heartbeat it took to take the stack up one, then two more.
Condition(s): Increased libido (16)
"This is—" Lex says, breath coming so irregurly that the words are barely recognisable. "This is it. This is what it was like. Ah—!" He stops speaking in favour of grinding his still clothed thighs against Sage's hip.
"Lex," Sage says, calmly. "I haven't given you permission to come."
"Sage, please—!" He scrambles for their hands, tugging them down to his crotch where a damp spot is spreading.
Instead of doing what Lex so desperately wants, Sage asks, "Colour?" and runs a finger from that damp spot of fabric, up his length to his base.
Lex bites his tongue for a moment as he gathers himself enough to respond. "Green."
Jesus. Lex is like this and wants it. Might even be enjoying being out of his mind with arousal.
"Take your clothes off," they instruct.
Removing his clothing takes three times as long as it ought to, but eventually Sage has Lex lying naked with them on the bed, shuddering and making soft little noises with each breath he takes.
His dick looks enormous.
They could… they catch their lip between their teeth. It would be mean. But, now it's occurred to them, they want to at least raise the idea. "Lex," they say, and press a soft kiss to his mouth. "I think you can handle more than this."
He whines deep in his throat, and begins to shake his head, shing it from side to side. Sage catches one of his hands in theirs. "I promise you can. You know how to stop me if you want to, don't you?"
Lex hesitates only for a moment before squeezing their hand, once, twice, three times.
Sage casts the spell.
As it sinks into his skin, he keens and shudders. But he's being good. He hasn't come. Sage isn't entirely sure how he hasn't come, but — though his dick is leaking pre-cum — he holds himself in check.
"Good boy," they soothe, watching that flickering condition appear again and push the stacks from 18, to 19 and then, with the longest wait yet, up to 20.
Lex's status screen changes.
[Achievement unlocked!
Heat of the gods.?You have achieved a level of horny never before seen in the mortal realm!
Effect unlocked!?Any ongoing transformation effects are increased when you come!?When having sex with a partner, libido reduction from coming is doubled!?Minimum libido level is set to 5!
You are BOUND BY THE VOID!?You have received Vuide's blessing!?Transform your body to receive further gains!]
[Evolution criteria met!
[My darling's darling cock ring] is evolving!?Current body incompatible with [My darling's practically perfect clit piercing] your body will be adjusted over the next 14 days.?Incompatible transformations are suspended.
]
Oh, fuck, Sage thinks as they read. Lex continues to whine and rut against Sage. "You can come," they say, because, at this point, why the fuck not. A hysterical ugh bubbles from their throat as Lex comes, just from rubbing himself against Sage's clothed leg. Once he does, they see his dick shrink as it softens. And then shrink further at the same time as his breasts swell.
They check his status.
Condition(s): Increased libido (8).
They kiss him and try not to shake or cry. Look at what they've done. They've trans'd a perfectly good cis boy, that's what they've done. Look at him, he's going to have dysphoria.
