VIRII

ORK

Elf. Bosmer, to be exact.

>>5279062
Rust Dragon.

Goblin!

Trueborn Mechwarrior

sergal

A pirate

>>5279084
I second Goblin.

An orc? I don't get too many of those... What's your name, my orcine friend?

>

Orc. Orcs are underrated.

>>5279100
Thirded

>>5279109
Thrugg.

Also, I'd like to be the lady Orc.

Lok-tar

We are Theodore Rosenbury, of the West Habberdash Rosenburys. Perhaps you've heard of us? We're kind of a big deal.

>>5279109
Hendrik Ironlung of the Norfern Clans

Jay Jameson Von Squigsworth XIV

COME TO

WHERE NON-RETARDS HANG

WWW.ANYNTALK.COM (ANYN = ANON)

>>5279109
Thurg sunshineleaf. Discovered by elves as a child and thought to be an extremely ugly elf with a glandular problem.

Phil the Pharmer.

>>5279117
Also note when I say "I'd like to be the Lady Orc" I don't mean I AM the Lady Orc. Merely that I would like to be one. Thrugg wants to be Queen of the Desert.

Thrugg Ironlung Squiggsworth it is, and so it shall be...

"WAKE UP, BOY-O! TODAY'S EH BIG DAY, ME SON!"

You awaken in your room to the sound of your mother yelling at you. You are laying in bed. Your humble abode looks like an Victorian era bedroom. Like a Charles Dickens novel a lazy writer shoved orcs and elves into. You are dressed in shorts.

You have:
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>>5279187
You make a good point. This fine Ork shall be driven by a need to be the Queen of the Desert.

>>5279197
Does this bedroom have curtains? Thrugg wishes to make a fancy dress.

>>5279197

Well, lets wake up and put on our fanciest dress. It is the big day after all.

You get up and walk over to your bedroom window, which has a lavishly ornate curtain. Without a second thought, you rip it off, and put it on around you, such as a dress.

Your mother stares at you.

"RIGHT THEN... BOY-O, ARE YE OKAY?"

You have:
> CURTAIN (worn)

>>5279261

Say, in a highpitch, effemnite voice

"Of course mother, I just have to put on my face and I'll be ready to go"

>>5279301
Lord, I should time these threads better. Something always comes up.

Sorry /tg/. Maybe next time.

Thrugg is properly attired and is ready for the day. Thrugg will take the curtain rod as a scepter and set greet his mother.

>>5279086
Mechwarrior sounds good.

Quick, someone who doesnt have to leave, take over!

>>5279342
Yes, agreed.

Damn it all. Thrugg just wanted to feel pretty.

If this thread is still around when I get back from my run, I'll take over.

RIGHT! I'm taking over.

Your mother has just entered the room and is staring at you wearing the curtains as a makeshift dress.

"BOY-O, YOU FEELIN' A'RIGHT? YER WEARING THE CURTAINS AGAIN! WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR SUCH FOOLISHNESS, TODAYS THE BIG DAY YE KNOW. NOW COME ON, GET DRESSED AND MEET ME OUT FRONT IN FIFTEEN MINUTES. OK?"

You have:
>Curtain (Worn)

>>5279862
Sigh wistfully and find our wig and lipstick.

>>5279927

You dig around through your drawers, finding rows of feminine clothing and underwear underneath the layers of your old and more masculine outfits that your parents, in a desperate attempt at making you more normal, keep buying for you. Digging through your closet, at check your wig collection. Its safe, your mother hasnt found it. You pick the blondest, most stylish wig and put it on. you want to make a good impression after all.

Not forgetting your face however, you also put on some makeup and the reddest lipstick you have. Don't forget, you'll have to re-apply, best keep your makeup with you.

you have:
>Curtain (worn)
>Wig (worn)
>Makeup case

>>5279862
A big day requires more time then 15 minutes... Thrugg will get his face on and meet them outside in no less than 30 minutes.

Thrugg is going to make sure to grab his purse with: mascara, lipstick, broadsword, rouge, extra tampons... the usual.

>>5279992
I can't imagine a broadsword fitting in a purse.

>>5279992

Thrugg decides to take his time getting ready. After about 20 minutes Thrugg hears his mother bounding up the stairs.

"Thrugg Ironlung Squiggswort! You'd best be lying on the ground in peices for keeping me waitin' on a day like today! I swear, if'n you be up yet old schenanagens again it'll be me boot in yer backside. Whats taking ye so long"

"Just a minute, mother!" you yell out as you pass the curling iron through your hair "Dont get in a huff, I'm allmost ready!"

Ten minutes later you emerge from your home looking Fab-u-lus, and, dare you say it, passable. Those basketballs your father got you really do a number in filling out your figure.

"Thrugg Ironlung Squiggswort! I thought I told you no more of this silliness! Its bad enough we're late! Now there isnt even any time to change before the ceremony starts! Well, come on, get a move on!"

Your mother storms off down the street, leaving you standing alone outside the manner. A passing halfling gives you a wolf-whistle as he vanishes around a corner. What do you do.

You have
>Curtain (worn)
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.

>>5280073
Head off on an adventure! Time to go spelunking, perhaps.

>>5280073
Do our best to keep up with mother, blushing at the attention given to us by the halfling. Maybe we'll see him again later, at the club.

Quick hiatus due to dinner. Be back in 15. Sorry for inconvenience.

>>5279086
Fuck you say, faggot?

>>5280106

You scamper after your mother as best you can, but you never did quite get the hang of walking in these heels. Luckilly you know the way. You aught to, at least, you've walked it pretty much everyday of your young life. You are going to the adventurers acadamy, where you are to be placed in one of the advanced courses that will determin your class for the rest of your adventuring career.

Halfway there however you suddenly feel a whiz over your head.You turn and see Elrood Freedombird, your old elven classmate and local bully extroidinair.

"Hey Ironass, going to the ceremony dressed like that? Didnt you learn from last time? I'm going to kick your ass, faggot."

He charges towards you. What do you do?

You have
>Curtain (worn)
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.

>>5280263
An orc taking shit from an elf? This day may be full of firsts, but now certainly isn't the time!

Jump forward, grab his head and knee the little bastard!

>>5280291

You leap forward and catch the charging elf in your delicate, well-manicured hands. Thankfully you have the advantage of superior strength and manage to catch him in a bearhug, squeezing him for a nasty little surprise (though you realize that his face in your busum is more than a punk like him deserves.) Unfortunatly, he has the advantage of superior dexterity and he manages to slip away before you can get a solid shot at him with your knee. He slips out of the bear hug and darts between your legs, getting behind you and pushing you down in the mud, ruining your dress and your makeup.

What do you do?

You have
>Curtain (worn, muddy)
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.

>>5280356
TRANSVESTITE RAGE ON HIS BONY ASS

>>5280356
RAGE.

Then beat him to a bloody pulp with one of our heels.

Now? Now I cry.

>>5280384
CRY? CRY LATER, RAGE NOW!

SHOE TO FACE, SHOE TO FACE!

>>5280356

BESERKER RAGE

Collapse in the street and pray that this time your knight in shining armour will come to protect you...

>>5280374

He. did. NOT. just. do. THAT!

You leap up, spinning your purse in his direction. He goes to dodge, but your mud-induced fury is too much for him and you overwhelm him completly with blows. He goes flying down an alley and into a nearby wall, causing the brickwork to shatter at the impact. He certainly wont be getting to the ceremony any time soon, thats for sure.

but no... thats not good enough. You take off one shoe and limp over to him. You rip off his ugly elf headband and begin beating him with your heal, tears welling up in your eyes as your rage and your sorrow and a thousand repressed emotions all come crying out at once.

You regain your senses a few minutes later. The elf is still unconcius from the blow, and you have blood added to the mud-stains on your once-pretty dress. But at least you've had your revenge. Now he'll have to go through the rest of his immortal pretty-boy elf life explaining to all the girls why he has "I <3 Orc Cock" scarred into his forehead.

Thankfully no one saw you, and you dont think he'll be telling anyone he got beat up by an orc transvestite anytime soon. But you can't go to the ceremony like this, it would be a disaster! What do you do?

>Curtain (worn, muddy, bloody)
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.

>>5280437
Steal his clothes!

>>5280437
Take off clothes, go naked.

See, guys? I'm a problem solver. Stick with me, and we'll go places!

>>5280437
Find a dress-shop. See if we're in good enough standing with the owner to get an immediate favor and see if we can get a nice dress on loan.

>>5280437
Take off dress, wipe off makeup. You're just not meant to get prettied up today, it seems.

>>5280437

How much money do we have? We gotta buy a new dress, something cheap, a replacement, maybe taking his money as well to help pay for it.

Remembering your adventure training, you loot the corpse.

You find...

>(Ugly Masculine) Elven Clothes.
>10 gold
>A Receipt for the elven clothing.

It looks like these clothes are new. He was probably going to wear them to the ceremony. Expensive too, by the looks of it, elven silks. The reciept says they are from Antone's Fine Clothing, which allways has the prettiest dresses in the windows, but you could never afford it.

Deciding you'll add even further humiliation, you strip him naked. You take the time out to laugh at his pathetic elf-parts. Though you sigh wistfully at how hairless he is.

Realizing that you can't exactly go around like this though, you take your former dress and, taking some makeup out of your purse, dress him up like a girl.

You try putting on his pants. They're incredably uncomfortable, as all pants are, but these seem a few sizes too small and you barely manage to fit into them. It'll have to do for now though. You walk out the alley, giggling at how he'll react when he wakes up. What do you do?

>Elf-Clothes (worn, too small)
>Receipt
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.
>10 gold.

>>5280532
Go to the dress shop, see if we can affect a reasonable trade.

>>5280532
We'll have to go to the ceremony in this, we're already running late anyway.

After the ceremony, though... Let's sell the clothes for something good.

>>5280532

We head to Antone's Fine Clothing with the receipt and the clothes, to see if we can't get a refund or store credit and buy a stylish dress.

1) Race to the tailor
2) Trade in elf clothes for pretty dress
3) SPARKLE

We should trade the stuff to Permanency the effect of a Masculine/Feminine transformation ring. That's our goal here, people.

>>5280532
You are doing an amazing job at this hijack. Like, seriously this is great! Feel good about yourself man.

>>5280588
Hey, if you're still in the mood to suck someone's dick after you're through with his, I just showered, so....

>>5280585

That costs a large amount, much more than a simple dress. That can wait until building up a store of gold for just such an occasion.

>>5280541

You go to Antone's, which, thankfully, is on the way to the academy. You actually ended up late a number of times because you stopped to admire the pretty dresses on the way to school. You've never been in before though. Bracing yourself you take a deep breath and open the door. The sights and smells of fine quality clothing waft over you like water at a beach. You have arived, you have found your nervana, you dont ever want to leave.

A few minutes later a small cough is heard from behind you. Antone, a finely dressed halfling on stilts is standing, looking at you straight at eye level.

"May I help you?"

You snap out of your trance.

"oh, um. Yes. I purchased these um. Clothes, um earlier but I seem to have been um... Polymorphed! since then, and I can't exactly wear them now. I was wondering if I could exchange them for something a bit more fitting."

He stares incrediusly for a few moments before sighing and asking for a receipt. You present him with it. He sighs again.

"allright, pick any non-magical outfit you'd like and bring it up. I can resize it for you at the counter."

He walks off (rather impressivly given the stilts,) grumbling about returned goods and ungrateful elves.

Like a kid in a candystore, you've been told you can have any one outfit. What do you go for?

>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.
>10 gold.

>>5280600
Gimme a time and place pal and I'll be there. You gotta pay for travel expenses though.

>>5280627

We go for something snazzy, and red.

Like Pic.

>>5280627
NOTHING PINK.

We need to be extra classy, not extra flashy.

Let's go for something that compliments our skin tone... maybe something in a light blue or a deep burgundy!

>>5280649
Yellow and white squares with a tiny amount of lace frills, not too much, you don't want to be overstated.

>>5280627
Whoops. Forgot my name.

>>5280588
Just wish I could draw for you guys. Make it a proper quest.

>>5280649

Yes, deep burgundy. Something tasteful and demure, yet of a shape that will properly flatter our figure.

>>5280648
Seconding this.

>>5280627

If we wish to be the little girl (eventually) we must first dress like the little girl.

In Red. Red has symbolism, passion, fire, emotional, but powerful.

I think our rage shows how red fits us well.

The prettiest orcboigurl in all the land.

>>5280664
I'd be willing to bet that if there were more drawings ITT it would have already attracted the porn fiends and the freaks and this would have taken a turn for "Transvestite Orc Hookers on the Point" instead of...

Well, whatever it is right now.

>>5280677

Thanks bro. I thought I'd have to samefag it up for some sexy dark red clothes.

>>5280689
We don't want to be the little girl, you twit.

We want to be FABULOUS.

We want to be QUEEN OF THE DESERT.

>>5280701
Oh don't worry..we're reaching critical mass now, they'll be here soon.

>>5280711
>>5280677
>>5280648
samefag

>>5280715

Yes, but to be FABULOUS, one must mature in all respects, emotionally, socially, and etc. And the starting point for this? The little girl. One step at a time, anon. One step at a time.

>>5280739

>>5280711
I'm just amused by the idea of an orc wearing a frilly red dress while sipping tea.

>>5280739
>>5280711
>>5280689
Divas do not dress like gothic lolitas.

>>5280759

So am I. Why else do you think I post such pictures?

>>5280689
Also, a proper deep burgundy is less likely to show bloodstains.

>>5280715
We can do both, you know. This is a fantasy setting. We just need to learn Polymorph: Self or something.

>>5280759

"I iz da most bootiful gurl at da ball, an' if ya don't fink so I'mma bash yer puny 'ead in, ya git."

I agree with the red, something practical but elegant. We are going to an adventurer, so we need something that won't be torn to pieces in our first crawl.

And, maybe a good corset? Something in a green or black leather, stitch up the front, for our ample busom!

>>5280778
I think you mean ample basketballs.

>>5280777
Haha, exactly! Something like this is perfect.

>>5280778

Practicality comes later. This dress is for the ceremony, and formal occasions afterward.

>>5280759
WWWAAAAAGH DA EARL GRAY TEA!

>>5280671

You dig through shelves of frilly yellows and pinks, lacey things from beyond your wildest dreams, and all sorts of fabrics from silk to strange magical weaves. You are in heaven, and you never want to leave. But you are no fool, you know you're running late and you know what your mother would do to you if you missed the ceremony all together.

You eventually decide on a sparkling deep burgundy that seems allmost irredecent in the soft light of the store. Whats better it compliments your figure perfectly and comes with matching underwear and shoes! You could just die right here its so perfect. It even has ribbons! This is the perfect dress for you. You must have it.

You take it up to the counter, grinning and giggling like a schoolgirl (if only...). Your heart sinks however when Antone scowls at you.

"Look, LAD, I thought I told you to pick from the non-magical racks. I don't know how you got this out here without going into the backroom but I..."

He sees the tears welling up in your eyes. You knew it was too perfect and now its all going to come crashing down. This is the worst day of your life.

"I..." he continues, "I, look... Come clean with me lad, those werent your clothes you were brining in, were they? They were young Freedombird's, I recognized 'em. Custom peice those were. How'd you get them?"

(more...)

>>5280759
>>5280777
>>5280787

drawfag needed.

>>5280797

Choking back tears you tell him how he pushed you down and how you beat him with your purse.

There is a moment of awkward silence.

Antone laughs. You smile gently. He keeps laughing, harder and harder, practically falling off the stilts.

"You're allright lad. Little puke deserved it. Dress is yours, I'm sure I don't even need to check yer magic item permit, on account of it'll never get activated without the special commands. Plus you look so sweet in it."

You can't believe your luck. It's like instructor Krunk allways said: "violence solves everything." Antone waves a wand and the dress sizes to fit you perfectly. You put on your new dress and skip out of the store, showering Antone with praise and thanks and kisses.

Just as you get into the street however, you hear the clocktower ringing. You're an hour late. This is not good. What do you do?

>Super-Pretty Dress
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.
>10 gold.

>>5280812
Quick, hurry to the ceremony and try to slip in with the rest of the crowd. Even as nice as you look now, Mother clearly would not understand, so it's best to avoid her if possible.

>>5280812

We hurry to the ceremony, of course, but not too fast; don't want to ruin this dress as well.

>>5280812
With this it will be no problem getting to the ceremony in time. After all it came with underwear and shoes and we all know that the red ones go fasta

You race to the ceremony, feeling like a princess the whole time. People even stop to bow to you in the street, which, of course, causes you to blush like no tommorow and, when you see a knight in shining armor throw his cape over a puddle so that you dont get wet... well... you almost trip. But you soldier on, determined to get to the ceremony before it's absolutly too late.

You eventually arrive at the outskirts of the academy, a high stone-wall fence preventing the common folk out of the way of adventurer training. rounding the corner you see the main gate ahead of you, closed and with two guards beside it. Your heart sinks. If the gate is closed you're going to be in a world of trouble. And whats worse, isnt that your mother standing there too!? oh no! she does not look pleased one bit. You duck back around the corner before they can see you.

The gate is the only official way in, but you've heard rumors that there is a magical door somewhere along the wall that the wizardry students use to sneak out at night, but you don't know where it is. Likewise you know of one point where the wall is particularilly climbable, on account of the rogue students using it as their sneak-escape. But in such a pretty and elegant dress, you don't know if that would be such a good idea. Maybe it's best to just face the trouble head on? Oh decisions, decisions...

What do you do?

>Super-Pretty Dress
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.
>10 gold.

We stroll through the main gates, of course! After all we went through, we're gonna let a little thing like our mother hinder us? No! Emphatically no! We have confidence, we have a new dress, and we have our purse! What more do we need?

Find empty room, fap so I don't get a boner and ruin the illusion of the dress.

Bump.

>>5280910
(Sorry for the delay folks, 4chan is being as slow as a troll in lava)

With your confidence boosted by the dress, you stroll around the corner confidently and present yourself at the main gate. You get surprisingly close before your own mother recognizes you.

"Thrugg Ironlung Squiggswort! What on earth are you... W-what are you wearing? Where did you get that dress? Why are you so late? Oh Goddess... you didnt steal from that from mr. Antone did you? What have I told you about this sillyness of yours! It's just going to get you into trouble." She seems to catch herself for a moment, as if remembering an earlier annoyance. "And speaking of trouble, young man, do you have ANY idea what time it is? You are late! I warned you about being late and now look at the time. I swear! when we get home I am giving you the spanking of a lifetime! Oh this is all your fathers fault. He allways was gallavanting around in strange clothes. We tried to raise you normal, like a proper orc... but look at how you turned out. It breaks your mothers heart..."

(more...)

>>5281079

She shakes her head and starts yelling at you with renewed vigor. "we will talk about this when we get home young man. You have a ceremony to attend."

You've had enough. "You are right MOTHER, we will talk about this when we get home. This is who I am mother, this is who I want to be, and not you, not father, not anyone is going to say any different. You think you havnt raised me properly? Well I'm happy like this mother. I'm going to be the prettiest Ork here and I'm proud of that. So yes, we will have a talk afterwords. And mother for once I will be heard! Good Day!"

You twirl away from your speachless, stunned mother and walk through the gate, which the guards have opened up for you. You are at the accademy. You know you were supposed to meet your classmates in the fighters dojo before the ceremony, but with the ceremony allready started, you have to get to the main hall and quickly. But how to make your entrance...

>Super-Pretty Dress
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.
>10 gold.

>>5281084

get an amplify voice spell and burst in singing 'man i feel like a woman.'

>>5281084

We saunter in, swaying our hips sexily and using our broadsword and purse to emphasize our sexiness and our adeptness at whacking things dead, a great combination for any working woman.

>But how to make your entrance...

Two words
"OH YEAH!"

Warforged druid with no arms and a 36 inch collapsible penis

>>5281112

You are about to open the doors when, again, your adventurer training kicks in. You decide to listen in at the door instead. Sounds like they're still reading out the rolecall. There are a lot of people attending the academy after all, and it takes a long time for people to filter into the main hall. You realize that they are quickly approaching your name. Not quick enough that you cant put on a bit of a show however... You grin as a thought occurs to you, and rush over to the mages quarter.

You never were one for the magical arts, but you have received some training, and know how they organize their scrolls. You dig through the bin of low level spells hoping you can find one in time, pocketing a few other scrolls that could be of use into your purse...

You gain
>Scroll of Alter Self
>Scroll of Dancing Lights
>Scroll of Magic Mouth
>Scroll of Amplify Voice

Deciding you dont want to get into any more trouble, you leave the 10 gold as payment for these scrolls and make your way back to the main hall.

You grin, cast your spells, and wait for your name to be called...

"THRUGG IRONLUNG SQUIGGSWORT..."

(more...)

>>5281112
>>5281188

Oh Jesus, combine these. Have a mage student cast Amplify Voice, kick open the door, and bellow "OH YEAH" with resounding confidence.

OH FUCK OH FUCK F5 F5 F5

You burst down the door, magic mouths humming and singing out a brilliant corrus as you strut in, dancing lights illuminating you and dimming the great-halls standard lighting. The irradecence and sparkling of your dress catching the dress perfectly and dazzling all those that see it as you add that extra level of sexy strut to your gait.

Swinging your sword like a cane in one hand and your purse in the other you perform the best rendition of Man I Feel Like a Woman any of these poor fools has ever heard. We are talking natural 20s to perform (sing) here. You've allways known you have a good voice, singing to yourself in the shower, but amplified by the spells and sounding absolutly luscius you see those sitting on the far side of the hall practically drooling over you. You wink at them flirtingly and continue with your performance.

Just before you can finish however the door slams open once more. You smile as Elrood Freedombird walks in, wearing your muddy curtain-dress and with bandages around his forehead. You scowl a bit at the realization that he looks more effeminate (being an elf) in that dress than you did. He is clearly livid with rage, but all eyes have turned to him, thinking him part of the show and he clearly does not know how to react. What do you do?

>Super-Pretty Dress (worn)
>Wig (worn)
>Purse + contents.

Throw an arm around his shoulder and continue singing, as though he's supposed to be there.

Take the bandages off of his head.
Show them who Sucks ork cock.

Kick him in the junk and continue singing.

>>5281297
Kudos Op for continuing on with this debacle, but honestly you should just stop. There are members on this board who are just annoying fuckers (hey ask kynaan), you should start a new thread and disregard all sex related comments

>>5281409

Coming from someone who agrees that Kynaan's first Anton the Monk was a terrible, terrible thread...


Shut the fuck up, you uptight prick. This is actually funny.

Anyway, to the matter at hand.


I don't think we've used the Alter Self scroll yet (unless I'm incapable of reading, of course). If at all possible, can we use the scroll on the elf and turn him into a woman?

>>5281309
>The best thing about being a woman Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)

You saunter over to him, wiggling your basketballs all that extra bit. He blushes before catching himself in his rage. He goes to throw a punch at you, but you catch it and spin him around, catching him up in your dance.

>Men's shirts-short skirts

He throws a kick at you. You catch it and roll him, making it look like he's doing a cartwheel. The whole crowd can see his (or rather, your) panties for the briefest of moments.

>Color my hair-do what I dare

having stunned him momentarilly, you walk around behind him, elegantly pulling one of your ribbons. He tries to twist to get to you, but doing so only causes you to swing his (long elven) hair into ponytail, which you quickly tie up into a bow with one of your ribbons.


>Man! I feel like a woman!

You swing him around again. He tries to headbutt you, but you duck and his momentum carries him into a hug which you spin him out of.

>I get totally crazy
>Can you feel it

at the bottom of the spin you sweep him off his feet. He's too embaresed to resist at this point and you throw him up in the air.

>Come, come, come on baby

You catch him and dip him down low.

>I feel like a woman

You kiss him, low and deep and long, in front of the entire academy.

(moar...)

>>5281477

This. Add to the humiliation.

>>5281499

Its too much. He faints. You leave him on the floor, and with a giggle and a wink, proceed to take your seat. A thunderous roar emerges from the stunned silence of the crowd, hoots and hollars and declerations of undying love echoing from all corners. Instructor Wazerd coughs a bit at the outragious display.

Eventually the crowd dies down and with a warning to see you after the ceremony, he continues to read off the names, Laughing slightly when he gets to Freeddombird's, who has been taken out of the main hall to be tended by Instructor Clair, the healing teacher. You know she'll take care of his wounds, but you giggle knowing that she can't fix scars, and that he'll have a little extra surprise when he wakes up thanks to a very discrete use of that "alter person" scroll.

It looks like you made a grand entrance and everyone is enamored with you. But its going to be a long ceremony, and hours until you are called up to do your part. What do you do?

This is seriously the greatest quest I have ever read.

I love you, Specific Fantasy RPG.

>>5281527
Look through the crowd for any familiar faces.

Failing that; flirt shamelessly.

>>5281527

Sit and flirt quietly with the other adventurers nearby.

>>5281112 here

You're welcome, /tg/.

Also, I have no idea what to do now. Bask in our new found status as a sex symbol?

>>5281409

Don't worry about it man, I got this under control. Wouldnt have taken the reigns if I wasnt prepared to guide a transvestite orc around.

Also, may I just say "fuck the character limit?" seriusly. I'm going to try to cut back on the length of these cause I'm allways getting cut off here.

Missing option: Dark elf.

>>5281565
Given how flavorful the double-posts end up being I'd say there worth it. Even though I imagine the copy-pasting they require can get annoying...

>>5281527
>very discrete use of that "alter person" scroll.

HMMM... this could be interesting.

>>5281565
This is censorship! They're trying to bring you down, man! Bringing you down to be just like all the other quest threads!

>>5281527
Use Alter self scroll to make yourself more feminine

Holy shit, this is hilarious.

Save Alter self until we can maximize it to hit everyone.

EVERYONE CHANGES GENDER, AAAAAAAND GO!

>>5281725
This would be the ultimate artifact rod;

It makes everyone (into) the little girl!

You find some of your nearby friends. Who are laughing and highfiving you for giving the school bully his cummupance. Seems like no one liked freedombird much. He just never changes. You manage to put them over the edge with laughter when you tell him you cast alter person during that kiss and turned him into a girl. You kind of regret wasting such a gift on a punk like him, but the humiliation is totally worth it. He'll have to sit the rest of the ceremony like that.

In fact, a little while later you see him trying to sneak back into the assembly wearing one of the wizard-student's robes. The chorus of laughter that rises when people notice how well he's filling out that robe is the most satisfying thing you've heard all day, and its been a /very/ satisfying day.

About half an hour later you notice that one of the shyer students sitting near you, a bespecled human by the name of Clide, is avoiding meeting your gaze. You grin to yourself as you notice that he's also occasionally trying to snag a glimpse of your basketballs.

You decide to have a bit of fun and lean down low to give him a nice view before catching him in the eyes and licking your lips.

He blushes in panic, his glasses fogging up as he desperatly looks around for something else to pretend to pay attention to.

You and your friends both laugh.

(more... hope i'm breaking this up properly...)

>>5281766

Eventually, Instructor Wazerd finishes with the rolecall and calls the ceremony to order.

"My fellow adventurers... and I call you that for today you are to become true adventurers... I welcome you to your assignment ceremony... where you will be placed, based upon the abilities you have demonstrated in your training here... into the advanced courses that will prepare you for the specialization you will take with you for the rest of your life..."

There is a cough from one of the seated Instructors, a skinny dwarf with a big beard and wizard hat.

"oh um, of course.. unless you decide to multiclass of course, like good Instructor Haggomoth here... but even then, this is where your first class will be decided... now um..."

he goes off on a few more long speeches about the importance of specialization and of teamwork and all the other kinds of speeches you've heard a million times before. You are an adventurer to be, you know what party balance is, he doesnt have to keep rubbing it in.

He calls the students up, group by group, and leads them behind the curtain at the far end of the stage. They emerge with swords and and wizard's robes, lutes and lockpicks, the trappings that are the symbols of their new life. You sigh whistfully. Some students know what they want to be by now, but not you. You've allways wanted to be a woman, a queen no less, but beyond that...

But no... You know what you want to be... today's events have shown you once and for all that which years of general schooling have not... you want to be a... um... what was it again?

>>5281779
Woman Paragon

What do you mean you have to be of the type to be its Paragon?!

Sorceror

>>5281779
HULKING HURLER

>>5281779

Honestly, after that performance, it'd only make sense to be a bard.

Too bad they're shit. I pick swashbuckler.

can we gestalt?

minstrel

PALADIN.

ORC TRANNY PALADIN. READY OR NOT, LETS RAWK THIS FUCKING BOAT

A TWO SHIELD ORC FIGHTER

bamp.

>>5281831
Lets do bard

>>5281891
fair enough. Thirded.

>>5281891

How about Swashbuckler/bard multiclass? Swashbuckler because they're FABULOUS, bard because of the singing.

You want to be a Paragon of Womanliness! Queen of Queens!

Too bad theres no course for that... But you've decided you'll go see Instructor Clair everyday after school for extra schooling to learn all you can about being a woman. Its a shame you didnt have the courage to try this earlier, but with your new found confidence and the knowledge that the whole school is probably more attracted to you than to any of the real women on board, you should have no problem working up the confidence to do it now.

But what (core only) course will you chose? You consider a paladin... you could certainly meet your fair share of knights in shining armor that way... you consider a fighter surrounded by shields... just waiting to get stuck in with the boys and having them cling to you for protection... But then, what you demonstrated today in the great hall... theres nothing to get people to love you faster than a rousing song extolling the virtues and pleasures of transexuality... You could see yourself going far as a bard...

(Paladin, Shield-fighter, Bard. Voting begins now.)

>Antone (should be Antoine though... french for Anthony)
>Halfling
I see what you did thar *winkwink*

Baaaaard-uh.

After the stunt you pulled, how could you consider yourself anything other than a bard.

Besides, even if you don't get to be a queen, female musicians are rarely at a loss for fortune and fame.

>>5281923
BARD

>>5281923
+1 Paladin

>>5281831

Next number in line.

TWO SHIELDS. SHIELD THROWING ABILITIES.

WE'LL BE LIKE, DOUBLECAPTAINAMERICA

A mage so you can still wear frilly dresses

bard

Bard

>>5281963
HOLY SHIT THIS

Bard.

Dresses are still allowed for us. OR we can use leather armor to accentuate curves, and perhaps make a two piece number to show off our belly! Nothing makes a man's heart a flutter like a belly dance.

Not to mention the slower dancing that can be done will make them melt.

>>5281963
THIS. SUPERMEATSHIELD

She should learn to be a Timmy.

>>5282009
>>5281985
>>5281963

silly samefag, one vote per anon

DUAL SHIELDAN

We've got to be a bard so we can woo more men like we just did

Be a bard. Seduce EVERYTHING

>>5281963
Personally, I love this idea.

Especially since we will do so while still looking as effeminate as we can.

>>5282106
Double Captain Femerica?

Could always one-up the bard.

Go Factotum.

DO EVERYTHING

>>5282128
I just thought of something.

Go Bard.

Get a boyfriend.

Become heartbroken when said boyfriend does not want you.

Become Dirgesinger.

>>5282051
What, just because I put my vote in caps lock doesn't mean I'm the same poster.

Right. A bard! How could you have considered anything else. You'll never forget your father singing stories to you as a child about lumberjacks and girls named lola... And you've allways loved to sing so much.

Plus, well. Tonights performance...

Your fond memories of earlier are interupted by your group being called up from the front.

You and those around you stand and you strut like youve never strut before up to the front. As you pass by some of your more bold classmates, phone numbers are discreatly passed to you and whistles cried. Some are even so bold as to try to pinch your butt. A move which earns them a playful slap, and gives you an idea.

Right as you pass by Freedombird you reach down and squeeze his new, (surprisingly large) tits through his robe with your soft orcish hands while leaning in over his shoulder to whisper in his ear, (in as gruff a voice as you can manage,) "Call me."

The squeel that rises from the nearby girls is simply sinful. He blushes, not used to the strange new feelings and, right as his nose begins to bleed, he faints again. Looks like he could change after all. You've turned the schools worst bully into an anemic schoolgirl. How perfect.

You get onto stage and follow your peers behind the curtain, giving Clide a friendly pat on the ass and a wink as he emerges with a shining silver holy-symbol as his future is decided by a booming voice "CLERIC!"

You brace yourself and step behind the curtains and into another world.

(more...)

>>5282202

It is like a world unseen by mortal eyes. Your every thought seems to project magic. You can see the landscape rippling and changing as though at the whim of some higher power. The wind blows through the trees and seems to whisper "yes... yes... an orc... and a man... but not a man... so pretty so lovely..."

"Who, who are you?" you gasp out.

"I am this land. I am THEREN. You are not this land. You are orc. But more than orc. You are adventurer... I see great turmoil and distress... Great vengence and direct confrontation... Your emotions overwhelm you... yes...

I see in your future... a kingdom... a loincloth... a great harem... ah, all things orcs want, yes? I give you your every desire... Your rage is great, I see that in your eyes.

Yes. I have decided. A barbarian you shall be! That is where you shall find the greatest joy. A barbarian here, orcish and more. Take up the symbols of office, and go to learn your trade. You will go far this path, this I have thee made. "

There is a burst of smoke, and you look around. The ground has changed, you have changed, you are a hulking brute, with scarred, leathery hands and a great axe and... your dress! gone! A tattered loincloth in its place! A field of bodies lie in a pile beneath you and... there is some woman wearing the uglist, skimpiest outfit you have ever seen, trying to crawl up your leg.

This isnt right! This isnt right at all!

What do you do?

>>5281923
Hey Specific.

Generic here.

I love you. I love you... so much. Thank you for continuing. I shall now take my leave upon seeing you all in the most capable typing hands in the world.

>>5282220
raep

>>5282153
Bardan Gaems.

Has the Storymaker posted yet? We might need a replacement for the replacement.

>>5282233
Generic! Don't go! You can vote with us!

>>5282220
>>5282202

Shit. Forgot name again.

>>5282233
No problem dude. You gave me incentive to start something and its turned out quite well. What can I say? Thanks for the opportunity.


There will be a bit of a delay on the next part I'm afraid. But bear with me, I'll get this thing done.

>>5282220
Soul Exchange and/or Body Swap and/or Possess to become that woman.
If not in possession, start great quest to obtain these tools. While on quest, be the womanliest axe-swinging motherfucker you can be.

>>5282220

Demand Satisfaction, you this isn't what you wanted and with your new found rage ensure you get what you want

>>5282278
in the meantime then, I'll try to drawfag up what you literary geniuses have done.

>>5282278
NO!
I WANT THAT ORC TO BE THE LITTLE GIRL!!!

Morning with Mother.

You fucking tell Theren or whatever the fuck it is that won't take that shit from him!

>>5282394

What he said. I'm denying that. Thrugg wants to SING! Thrugg wants to DANCE! Thrugg wants a goddamn pretty man, damnit. Thrugg wants CLIDE! THE SHY ONES ARE THE BEST.

Spelunking with Sass.

>>5282394
>>5282413

Agreed... do whatever in your power you can to deny the proclamations Theren has made... you have made your choice, and will not be at peace until this... whatever-it-is is aware of that and settled you into the proper facet of life you are so deeply convinced you are truly destined for.

You need no axe in your hand nor loincloth around your hip! A lute in your talented clutch and a fine gown around your body... that is your true calling.

>>5282413
Bardbarian

Use the axe as your guitar. Rage for Star Power.

>>5282475
Yeah. We aren't forbidden to multiclass, right?

>>5282456
Lookin' good Thrugg.

WE SHALL WIELD OUR AXE WITH PRIDE.

>>5282496

Well..perhaps you have a point. But I'd -still- want Thrugg to practice his musical skills first, before going in for Advanced Rage Manipulation. It'd set back his dreams considerably to start as a barbarian.

>>5282563
Spin you hair into guitar strings.

Use Craft(Instrument) and make a guitar. Add a +2 bonus for MacGuyver skills (feat acquired when original dress was made)

Bard first. Barbarian times later

>>5282563
>>5282642

This; if barbarism is truly your destiny, it will find you in due time. For now, however, you will pursue your plans of brining joy and song to all.

Right, sorry for the delay folks. Getting started on the next part now. Nice to see some drawings Generic. You gonna do one for each of the story sections? Cause that would be awesome. Now I have something to use if I ever decide to do a "part 2" of this, too, so double-good.

But first, back to work.

Sex Scene plz

bump.

>>5282747
ORC WANTS TO BE THE LITTLE GIRL.

>This fine Ork shall be driven by a need to be the Queen of the Desert.

<3

The other party member will be Hedwig, the angry inch, a Halfling Barbarian raised by Trolls.

This axe... it feels right in your hand... like it fits there... But these hands... these are not our hands. You spent years with varius creams and lotions... scrubbing and expholiating and all those words out of the ladies magazines we managed to scrounge together (under the guise of cheap porn).

This woman around your leg... you feel like she is in her place... like that is where women belong... but this woman... is hardly a woman at all. She wears tattered, unfashionable rags. You made a better woman than her. You aught to show her how its down right.

You can feel the rage of the situation overwhelm you, surging to forefront of your brain in an unexpected wash of chemicals. This is NOT how things are supposed to be. But... This is the path of the barbarian... a life of adventure and riches. That much you are sure of... you had hoped for this, yes? to be king?

but... NO! You are not some idiot barbarian man! You are not like our primitive ancestors who stormed about in ugly loincloths with tattery hair and beat your enemies with an axe or club.

You are a delicate flower, goddamnit, and you are going to be Queen, QUEEN of this place. You will take it by charm and by beauty or not at all. You will rule with a kiss and a wink, not with a hack and a slash, and the only wrath your enemies will feel will be the wrath of a woman scorned.

"NO!" you yell out, "this is not what I want!" You swing your axe against the woman on your leg, surprisingly managing to cut her flimsy top off and nothing more. You reach down and tie it around your disgusting, oily pectorals. You feel, at least, less naked, though the strange woman coos at the act and squeezes herself against you harder.

(paced this out wrong... Lots more coming...)

The wind picks up in the blasted land below, blowing sand in your eyes. It whispers "Oh...? But did you not call your fury to fight that elf...? Did you not charge into confrontation with your mother at the gates...? Have you not been shameless in your flirting... treating people like meat...?"

"Everything I have done, I have done for my own reasons! This is not what I wish to be!" You cry into the sand as it gusts faster and faster.

"oh...? but look at you...! You are an orc... an ugly, hairy, smelly orc!"

The wind forces you to collapse to one knee


"You bastard!" You scream out, surprised at the volume of your own voice "You bastard!"

You are crying openly now, at the injustice of being so close, only to have it taken away. You whisper softly into the sand... in a final defiance... "At least... at least I'm sexier than you..."

A moment of perfect silence passes, then the ground begins to rumble and shift. It starts to ripple and change at random, and you are no longer in a blasted wasteland. A familiar and comforting weight from your chest warns you that you are once again wearing your dress, back in your own body, though to your alarm, you are also still carrying the axe.

"ho ho... This is what the orc believes is it...? and what would the orc rather be...? Besides... he he... a woman."

Words leap to your throat. A Queen, a princess, a singer, a diva, a bard. A bard! But these words are nothing save pale annotations of your truest desires.

You open your mouth. And sing.

>>5283127
Yes, this must happen.

>>5283127

My God, that's perfect.

>>5283159

It is not a song anyone's heard before. It isnt particularilly clever nor tricky. It starts a bit wavery, as though unsure, but builds into a creshendo of confidence.

This is the song of your life, born into ugly masculinity, forced to try to conform in a society that doesnt understand you.

This is the song of your struggle, vying against those you love who would see you be something else.

This is the song of your strength, of your determination to never give up and fight back against the world.

This is the song of your triumph, your victory this day and the confidence it has given you, for this is surely the first day in the rest of your life.

This is the song of who you will become. A Graceful Queen, a loving matron, a curtius lover, a destiny you will fight against fate itself to achieve.

Images of your childhood and of your day flash before you, of your friends and familly and of your oppressors; Images of you as a man, ugly and awkward, images of you as a woman, beautifull and gracefull

"This is my song" You conclude "and heaven help any who try to take it from me."

The sky opens and weeps.

(to be... Concluded?)

"Your road will be difficult..."
"I do not care."
"You would be happier with an axe..."
"I doubt it very much."
"then... so be it, orc.... but know and remember always... what could have been..."

You are engulfed by a pushing sensation, and you find yourself emerging from the curtains at the front of the great hall. A guitar styled in the shape of an axe held in your soft, supple hands. A booming voice echos...

"BARD!"

You smile and cry a tear of thanks as you go to join the rest of your group. You show off your (evidently unique) guitar to the others selected to be bards. You are so happy.

The rest of the ceremony is everything you dreamed it would be. Freedombird emerged from the curtain a sorceress, wearing the traditional (skimpy) robes of office. You laughed heartilly.

You will treasure your memories of the post-ceremony ball for the rest of your life. None had more lined up to be danced with than you, both male and female, but it was Clide you enjoyed the most. You even convinced Freedombird to dance a dance of reconciliation with you. Obviusly humbled by the days events, you think it'll be a long time before she - er, he - attempts to seek revenge. He even tried to kiss you again. Poor thing's hormones must be going mad.

You are the bell of the ball, and have the nicest, prettiest dress there. You may be facing an uphill struggle in life, but for now, at least... You are truly happy.

What do you do next?

How silly, of course, you sweep Clide off his feet for another dance.

(The End.)

(... of part 1?)

>>5283198
>>5283178
>>5283159
>>5283148
FABULOUS.

This better be ongoing.

>>5283178
*CLAP CLAP CLAP*
Makes me want to be a tranny.
No, wait, it doesn't.
However, awesome story, needs a part 2.
also, archive.

Geeze, these just kept getting longer and longer... Sorry about that guys. I'm going to have to look out for that in the future.

So, I'd love to continue, but its 2am and i've been doing this for most of the day. Plus this event sort of seems like a good place to wrap up. Part 2 (Which I will do if I get enough positive responce here) will probably require me preparing myself for it ahead of time (food, namely,) I had no idea that Questing was so hard. I pitty those who draw everything. That said drawfaggotry super-encouraged.

So thanks for all the compliments and all the suggestions guys. It was a pretty unique experience. I mostly confine my Writefaggotry to Tiji Sector stuff (I'm normally RYXlord), so any constructive criticism you can dish out would be awesome and will much improve things for next time.

And once again. Thanks. It's been an honor writing for you, and I hope I get the chance to do so again soon.

Good job Specific!

This Quest was awesome! Great storytelling, I gotta say.

>>5283369
Good Questing; Hope to see a Part 2 soon...

And I thought my quests were weird...

Damn.

>>5284100

You're saying that Loli-Robots are less strange than Crossdressing Orcs?

>>5283369
I am on my knees here, Specific Fantasy RPG. On my fucking knees.

Continue this quest.

>>5284380

Are you saying they arent?

I too shall add my support for continuation.

Oh the greatness ! You have my support .

I'm sad that this work of art will never be seen by the mass public

I'm asshole

>>5283369
I can drawfag your quest if you want.

>>5286697

I'm sure any drawfaggotry of this would be epic

Thank you so much for doing this. It made my shit day much much better. Cant wait for part 2.

Agreed. This is epic. There had better be a part 2 in the works.