>>21436550
Meet with some of our old buds and get some carousing in, it's the night before adventure you have to get some good drinking in.

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Archived threads here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=WC:PGAQ

In the last thread, which refused to die, the general consensus was that the plot should move forward and that we were done in our little hometown and that the quest should get on the road and start moving along.

There was talk of other party members, such as chaste clerics or childhood friends, but I think I liked the other idea, which was to get to those in time and introduce them naturally, instead of just suddenly throwing them in because people want the succubus and cleric to fight over the MC.

As always, I want to make it clear that I only have the faintest outline of where I want things to go and what I want to happen, but the in-between and if we ever even get to where I think this should go, is largely up to you participants, who feed me new ideas.

>>21436617
>getting your friends drunk while you are a woman with a magically attractive ass.
At least bring your succubus friend to watch your ass for you.

I think we should try and get some alone time with the Succubus (what was her name?) so we can try and learn some more actual magic

>>21436617
>>21436644
A few drinks with friends before you leave on your first quest seems like a reasonable thing to do

>>21436718
Millia Lili a.k.a. Miss Lili.
Magic is a very, very, extensive field. If you're going to ask for lessons, it might help to have something specific in mind.

>>21436785
ask her about illusion magic

>>21436785
Something to enhance our poledance-based fighting stance. Maybe some pyromancy to swirl ribbons of fire around ourselves whilst we swing dat polearm

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>>21436926
Mmmmm fire

Our dress is fire proof though yes?

We wouldnt want to accidentally burn it off

Any mind magic?

Perhaps some basic detection spell

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Seeing as you've wrapped up your bargaining with the Merchant, Mr. Gulcano, and you are currently in a tavern, you decide that it may be best to round up the few people in town that you consider friends and have one last round with the boys before you head out on your journey. With several days worth of travel and who knows how long more time after that which you will be spending untangling your various curses, you think it might be nice to arrange a proper send off.

While you were familiar with most people in town, since you grew up here, but you only considered a few of them to be your friends. John, who is a little older than you and works with the blacksmith, Jacqueline, who works as a ranch hand, and Gil who doesn't really do much of anything. If you wanted to say your temporary good byes to, it would be them.

You leave the tavern and make your way to the black smith's workshop. John is luckily finished for the day and greets you as a stranger, assuming you to be some sort of customer. He is quick to believe you, though, as he heard parts of the story from Brogart when he stopped by the shop earlier and met your replacement. He offers to go grab Gil while you get Jacqueline, then meet you back at the tavern.

Jacqueline expresses similar confusion when you and Millia show up at her door. Apparently, she had spent any time gossiping to hear about your predicament, but you convince her of your identity by whispering to her about that one time you and her... She laughs nervously, but admits that no one else could know that, and agrees to join you and the guys for a much deserved drink.

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When you arrive at the tavern again, Gil and John are sitting at a table with a round of drinks already ordered. When you, Millia, and Jac sit down, Gil stare at the three of you for a moment before quietly remarking about being out-numbered by girls. You consider punching him in the arm, but Jac beats you to it, insisting that, "Some stupid curse and frilly clothes don't make someone a girl."

You explain to your friends that you'll be taking off tomorrow to get this all sorted and that you wanted at least one more chance to relax with them. A hearty toast a deep drink makes things feel like normal for you, if only for a little bit.

Gil congratulates you on finally getting all adventurery, like you always dreamed, but warns you not to get killed in some stupid way like Donny did. Donny was the boy who got killed by wild chickens after taking his dad's sword and running off into the woods. Thing sget somber for a moment before a boisterous "TO DONNY!" breaks the silence, as everyone in the tavern takes a drink.

You weren't much of a drinker before, but you thought you could handle your booze as a guy, but as a girl, you were an absolute lightweight. Tipsy after a single drink.. The conversation had looped back around to your curse and the guys were eager to find out some of the gritty details.

You bashfully dodge the questions by sipping at your drink and peering away from them. You shoot a look at Millia, looking for help, but she seems to just be watching you with an amused smirk. It's like they don't even notice her sitting at the table..

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>>21437308
Gil scoots a little closer to you, urginging playfully for you to be honest about whether or not you'd played around at all. Why don't you tell him all about your little romp last night? who whole body was flushed red with embarrassment. "I'll take that as a yess~?" Gil laughed, and pat you on the shoulder, "Don't worry, dude.. I mean, who wouldn't, right?" he nonchalantly slid his hand down your back and placed it firmly against your ass. You couldn't bring yourself to stop him though..

You ought to give the boy something more substantial to grip. You've barely got anything at all down there! you could feel your magic twitching, eager to be used...
>wat do

>>21437315
This man is not being bro, for a bro cares not for the gender of their bros.

No magic, but punch him in the face and start a minor bar fight.

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>>21437315
Use that magic woman-to-woman eye-language they seem to know to promise a bigger ass for Millia to play with if she gets this guy off you.

Also, you should think about having roll SAN checks, except for our ass or something so that we cant just outright ignore it all the time. It would make the whole curse aspect a lot more gripping.

>>21437351
fight!

and maybe knock over a candle and start a small fire

pretend we are stone drunk when people complain (they dont have breath tests!)

>>21437374
I'm >>21437351 just to keep votes straight.

I don't think we'll start a fire, just doesn't seem likely as awesome as it would be. And if it does start someone'll notice quick. But if it does devolve into a full on brawl we should hit someone with a chair. Just because.

What better way to spend our last night here than to have a traditional bar brawl.

FIGHT!

Oh fuck yeah. Now I've got something to do at work tonight.

>>21437365
Can't fucking type to save my life.

Not a bad idea. Let's actually get some rolls going.
Here's how I feel like doing it:
First X rolls count only, where X indicates how dire or serious a roll is. So, no rolling til we get it then I arbitrarily decide if I do whatever, or not.

In this case, let's say.. 3 rolls on 3.d6 to beat 13. Failure means we consider magic options and success means we just punch him in the face.

Rolled 3, 2, 1 = 6

>>21437514
Here goes!

Rolled 5, 1, 3 = 9

>>21437514
This is going to be tough.

>>21437529
>>21437532
Welp. Time to assify something unless someone can save us.

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Rolled 1, 4, 3 = 8

>>21437529
>>21437532
We're fucked

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Rolled 2, 3, 6 = 11

>>21437529
>>21437532
>>21437551
OH LAWD

>>21437551
Oh boy, here we go! So now does OP roll out the magic choices or what?

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>>21437529
>>21437532
>>21437551
>>21437561

Rolled 2, 5, 2 = 9

>>21437551
>>21437532
>>21437529
Yup we're fucked. So, what ass magic do we employ?

I vote we hip check him across the room, magically.

>>21437529
>>21437532
>>21437551
>>21437561
>>21437567
OH JEEBUS

FAILING SO HARD RIGHT NOW

WE VERGING ONTO XENO QUEST TERRITORY?

>>21437573
>Xeno Quest levels of fail
Gods, our ass is going to immobilize us before the day is out

>>21437529
>>21437532
>>21437551
Haha! /tg/ dice!

I'll adjust the DC next time, but, wow.. I was considering 10, but that seemed too easy. Never bet on /tg/ dice. Never.
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Looking back, you realize just how easily you gave into the urges the dress was forcing upon you, but at the time, no other ideas really seemed like they would have worked.

You shift in your seat, still not pulling away. Your unclench your fist and reach for your drink, downing the last gulp.

>Crazy ass-magic suggestion wat do

>>21437622
make the table come to life!

it will act like an enraged.....chicken!

>>21437622
As I suggested earlier hip check him. We've got a quite PGA so we ought to be able to swing it into him and with the addition of ass magic he ought to go flying.

So stand up, swing our hips one way and then back at him as hard as we can, invoke the ancient ass-magic bestowed to us and watch him break a table as he flies into it.

>>21437622
FRIEND IS NOW A GIRL

>>21437622
Turn his hand into the perkiest ass you have ever seen.

>>21437641
that sounds fantastic

>>21437641
WITH A PLUMP GRABABLE ASS

>>21437641
>>21437648
>>21437651
Aw, but thats too obvious. We should be more inventive than that.

>>21437657
make his hand into a miniature girl

>>21437657
Fine

Turn him into a delicious brown elf girl

>fetish quest time

>>21437641
Not this, anything but this. We are trying not to be the crazy ass-witch that did this to us.

Also it's not that creative. At the very least make it temporary.

>>21437641
This, as an intention at least
given we don't know how to use magic very well, we'll just end up seriously warping his backside or giving him huge man-boobs.. but either of those would get the point across too

>>21437676
Give him a plump, grabbable ass where his man tits should be.

>>21437666
like that one manga?

>>21437657
apparantly that particular curse is most prolifthic.

>>21437657
Yea, but turning his hand into an ass is hardly more creative.

>>21437698
combination of the ideas
>>21437666

clearly the gratest

>>21437729
samefag is obvious.

>>21437698
True, but at least its thinking somewhat outside of the box.
Eh, fuck it, he wants to feel up a genderbended dudechick, lets let him do it firsthand. Girl him, op.

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Your head swirls with possibilities. You try to imagine some proper punishment or something fitting for him getting his hand all over your ass.. Ass hands, you think, drunkenly.. No wait.. ass boobs.. No, no, no.. Gil is your bro.. Bros don't deserve tit asses.. Maybe just a little ass, you think.. Like, just for a short while..

You tug at a teensy bit of magic and try to shape it, to the best of your ability, which isn't much. More than anything, you think this needs to be temporary.

With a little wiggle of your hips, well, it was supposed to be little, but you're body feels loose after a few drinks. You nods politely to Millia as she fills up your drink again. How many times did she do that? Oh yeah, your hips. You shake them a bit and bump the edge of Gil's stool, sending him toppling over with a loud crackle and a bright flash.

You stumble to your feet as you move to help him up, taking him by the hand. To your and everyone else's surprise, Gil's fingertips are manicured and delicately painted in red. As he gets to his feet, the rest of his clothes are following suit, turning into a cute pink dress that billow out around his hips. shimmery ribbons appear in his messy unkempt hair, as heavy makeup appears on his face. He finds himself stumbling again as his boots turn to cute heels... Depsite all of this, though, he is still quite male, though his dolled up appearance could have him pass as a girl, otherwise.

John holds a hand out to Gil, "I told you he wouldn't just let you cop a feel."

Sorry guys, but I wasn't about to go full ass-hands on this quest. A lot of those suggestions were really too overboard.

>>21437845
no worries, asses just bring out the worst in us, especially when they are plump and grabbable.

>>21437813
"HAHAHA! IT'S A TRAP!"
>>21437845
Don't worry man, /tg/ can go just as full retard as any other board. I wish more quest runners would ignore it when that happens.

>>21437813
Laugh, laugh at him.

"You're adorable Gil, absolutely adorable, it suits you. If John didn't know you were a man he'd be hitting on you right now."

>>21437845
the asses, they can wait

oh yes they can wait

>>21437875
but thats what made shy chan so hilarious

>>21437886
>so hilarious
and god-awful, too.
but I think we ought not to go into that here.

>>21437813
" I bet you'll be doing some playing around tonight, won't you Gil?"

>>21437845
Fair enough. Turning him into a trap is better punishment, anyways.

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Gil patted his hands across his new outfit, searching for his coins. He eventually found them in a small purse which had replaced his usual wallet. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained.. Right?"

Jac grins, looking smug and entertained as she takes a sip from her stein. She had to be drinking just as much as you, but she showed no signs of drunkenness, "You stupid goon. Serves you right." she says as she lifts at the back of Gils new dress, peeking under his petticoats, "You should know better than you grab a cursed ass." Jac looks your way, "That was cuz of your curse thing, right? Or did your friend do that?" Millia smirks a bit, having only now been acknowledged, "Oh, no, not me. Dorothy here is quite the little magic prodigy. Too bad she stopped at the clothes."

You shrug, trying to play it off as intentional, "What can I shay..?" Gil swats at Jac's hand and tries to pull away, hands pressed at his lap, "Har har.. You got me. The ol' shove a guy in a dress prank."

"You're adorable Gil, absholutely adorable, it suitsh you. Ifs John didn't know you were a man he'd be hitting on you right now." John snerks, trying to keep from choking on his drink.

The night only continues for a while longer before Millia insists that you've had enough to drink, with everyone else agreeing. They urge you to go sleep it off so you can leave on your big quest tomorrow. You tell Gil that he can keep his new clothes before bidding one more farewell to your friends.

While you and Millia are stumbling home, you get it in your head to ask before you forget, "Can you teach me some more magic..?" She nods, "Of course, Dorothy. What did you want to learn tonight?"

>>21438066
>What did you want to learn tonight?"

Illusions

>>21438066
"Well, lets start with the basics. Y'know, magical theory 101. After that I dunno, depends on what I'm good at. Maybe illusion, illusion sounds good.

You're a nice person, did you know that?"

Make sure to give her a hug and a kiss.

>>21438066
Might I suggest we try some shapechangey type stuff? Being able to reshape the battlefield as we fight seems sort of useful.
And we could even pull out a platform for our polearmdancing!
Also, it sort of goes along with the dress' power.

>>21438066
I'm still set on pyromancy, but I love fire so thats why. Maybe some illusion so we can put on a light show during our poledance fighting.

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"I wanna learn illushion magics.." you lean on her heavily, arms wrapped around Millia as you cling to her for balance. " I think I can teach you a few tricks.." You huff at her, "Not tricks! ILLUSHIONSH, Millia!" she laughs softly and nods, "Of course, darling. Let's get you home first, though." You lean up on your tippy toes and plant a kiss on her cheek, "You're a nice pershon, did you know that?"

Millia guides you home without any problems and leaves you to head in alone. You briefly pass your parents and let them know you drank too much and need to sleep. When you open your bedroom door, Millia is already sitting on your bed and your window is wide open.

"Close the door and lock it behind you, darling?" You do as instructed, "And can you do the silence spell like last night?" You're still tipsy, but you manage, somehow. "Good. Now, Illusion Magic can be tricky..." she starts to lecture you on some of the finer points, but you have trouble following her at first. She eventually insists that you should just get hands on and try it. That seems to be more your style.

Like before, Millia guides your hands, whispering in your ear to help you focus. "Now, just like the silence spell, spread the magic to every wall and corner, like you are painting with an enormous brush.. Paint right over the real and create the place you want to be."

>What do you create?

>>21438289
A nice cozy room, plush carpeting, deep oak walls and door, a roaring fireplace, a soft fourposter bed, the smell of burning wood and classy alcoholic drinks.

>>21438289
a summer meadow with flowers in it

>>21438289
>Not tricks! ILLUSHIONSH
We Gob now.

>>21438289
A copy of Millia. Naked.

>>21438289
A quaint fireplace that we can curl up next to her by.

>>21438289
This >>21438326
A nice romantic evening with our beloved succubutt.

>>21438326
I like this too
I'm assuming the booze in our system is going to play a little havoc with whatever we're trying to do, but I can't see how this could go too wrong

>>21438289
Lets make a hill where we can see a sunset, with a tall oak tree to lie under while the reds and golds turn to deep blues and purples dotted with silver

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(Why sheep? I don't know!)
The room around you extends as you create a cozy, intimate room with your illusion. A roaring fire with a plush fur laid out in front of it, deep oaken walls and furnishings. You want it to be classy, so you create a table in one corner with a rough approximation of what you think an expensive brandy might look like.

Everything seems blurry, but you pour your magic into it, and soon you can feel the warmth of the fire from across the room and smell the pleasant aroma. Millia squeezes your wrist firmly, "Relax now.. Not too much. Just enough to fool the senses, but not so much that you create a real fire where there's no fireplace to keep it.." You tilt your head up to see Millia's reaction to your work. When your eyes meet, you realize that she's dropped her disguise and she's showing her true, succubus self, horns, wings and all. Her smile is reserved, but warm. She looks proud, you think..

"Simple illusions are for tricking others. The bigger and more complex they get, the harder they are to maintain. You can make people see whatever you want them to, but making them feel and believe that everything they see is really there is so much harder." She relaxes her grip on your hands and wraps her arms around your waist instead. She pulls you down to the bed gently and curls up beside you, spooning you.

You feel your dress shift, becoming the night gown again as you tumble into bed with Millia. "You should rest. We have a big trip tomorrow morning.." You squirm a little, nestling yourself against her and close your eyes, basking in the warmth of your illusionary fire and Millia's touch.

And.. We pause for now.
I've got a shitty day ahead of me tomorrow, but I might try to squeeze in a few updates.

Before I sleep, I'm going to finish something I've been working on by request. Something that will require pastebin.

>>21438590
>succu-hugs
Yes.
>>21438631
>dat fade-to-black
Oh god yessss. Kill us with cute!

>>21438631
aww yiss

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>>21436550
http://pastebin.com/K6REzBmJ

Goodnight, my fellow perverts.

>>21439149
That's adorable.

>>21439149
better than I expected

>>21439149
Couple typos but very well-written. Especially liked how you avoided overly-detail descriptions of everything.

Good morning, perverts.
I've got a few hours before work, so I'm going to try to squeeze in a couple more updates.

>>21443020
huzza

time to pole dance bandits to submission

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You awake the next morning to the feeling of Millia gently shaking you. The bright light of the sunrise makes you scrunch your eyes closed again and turn to bury your face against Millia's breasts. She was still here, you thought, and that made you so happy. You wiggle your arms around her and hug her tightly. "Come on, darling.. You need to get out of bed and get ready to leave.. and I need to slip out of here before your parents start knocking."

Millia pulls you to a sitting position and kisses you on the forehead, "I'll see you soon. Don't worry." You attempt to rub the sleep from your eyes while watching her slip out of bed. In just a few steps she went from nude succubus, to clothes human, to right out your window with barely a sound in between.

You drag yourself out of bed shortly after, taking a moment to smooth out your nightgown, which has gotten all bunched up during the night. You looked around and took notice that your illusion hadn't lasted. You feel disappointed, but the small mirror you kept on the wall catches your attention.

You step over to it to check your appearance, reaching for a brush to smooth down your hair. You hadn't even noticed it at the time, but you now realize that you nightgown shifted back to the full dress, complete with the leather armor bits.

You get an idea and decide to create an illusion of a three-fold, body length mirror. You are pleased as the mirror appears before you..
>Spell Get!
>You learned *Illusionary Image*!

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You are met with confusion as you step up to the mirror to check your appearance. You try to focus, pumping more magic into the illusionary mirror, which makes your reflection come into focus. What is reflected, though, makes your heart jump.

The girl reflected in the center mirror bares a resemblance to what you remember yourself looking like, when you looked in the mirror a couple days ago, but she is also very different. Her figure is much more exaggerated and curvy, with large breasts that practically spill out of the dress and an even larger backside. She has a sultry expression and carries herself in a way that says she knows how sexy she is. She blows a little kiss to you and winks seductively.

In the left mirror is your male self. He looks sad and downtrodden. He is still dressed in his work clothes, and still very much male, but he also seems sickly and depressed. He tired eyes meet yours briefly before he nods you towards the opposite mirror.

The third mirror is even more surprising. It's you, but.. demonic. Your skin is dark, your eyes completely black. Horns emerge from your forehead and curl back, while enormous bat-like wings spread from your back, and a spade-tipped tail thrashes behind you. Her dress is in tatters, torn and ripped, barely even covering her body.

You linger on the various images, frozen in fear and curiosity, for a moment that feels like an eternity before you quickly dispel the whole illusion. "Illusioning mirrors is a bad idea.." you tell yourself, before picking up the real mirror to make sure nothing had changed. You are still the same. You sigh in relief.

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You decide to occupy your mind with something else. Your clothes. You took a moment to marvel at the way this dress, despite everything awful it was doing to you, could still be somewhat helpful. It kept itself immaculately clean. It shaped itself to suit your needs. It repaired and integrated your Mom's old armor.

Were it not for the occasional voice in your head, it might be considered something of a good thing to have, considering your gender situation.

Well, almost. You glanced down at your feet, finding them obscured by the floor length folds of the garment. Bad for traveling, you thought.. Much to your surprise, the dress began to shorten up, til you could see the tips of your toes poking out. You find that with some focus you could tailor and change the dress to suit your needs. This makes you wonder if its current shape was just the doing of the original crazy ass-lady..

>Wardrobe change?

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Kind of got an idea there and had to run with it.

>>21443644
>girl flashing you her crotch while reading a book consisting of nothing but thousands of copies of the Aquarius symbol.
Clearly she wants to see if you'll ask about her book rather than being too distracted.

>>21443668
Something that fits the pole dancing shtick. Hot pants or ribbony leggings, maybe?

>>21443834
yes, a dress will not do for halberd dancing

something tight will help like whatever dancers wear (or is that a modern thing?)

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>>21443834
>>21443871
I was thinking something like this. Classy, but still a little slutty, with nice flowing ribbons for spinny goodness

How does pole dance fighting work anyway? Is the idea that the polearm is used to give leverage for acrobatics that will allow us to stab fools while being sexy. Or is the target distracted by the dancing and then stabbed or what?

>>21443988
Its buttmagic, we aint gotta explain shit.

>>21443988
It's mostly a joke I think, although I like the sound of your first suggestion more than literal pole dancing

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You spend some time trying to figure out how much you can alter the dress. You try to turn the whole thing into something more boyish.You shorten the dress drastically, favoring mobility and flexibility over any sort of style or elegance. You try to form it into some pants and a jacket, but the dress doesn't react to those desires. The closest you get is turning some of the inner layers into a set of frilly bloomers which, at the very least keep your panties from showing, and reducing some of the poofy adornments to a more slim, and form-fitting configuration. You adjust some of the leather armor so it keeps you covered, but doesn't interfere with your movement.

When you are done, your flowing gown has been reduced to a short skirt that billows out from your waist and ends just shy of mid-thigh. An inch or two of skin shows between your bloomers and your silken leggings, tied with frilled lace and ribbons around the top. Your heeled boots come to just above your knee, with leather shin-guards fastened over them. The leather itself is artfully inlaid with a flowery pattern. Flowing behind, situated just about your rear, is a large bow with long trailing ribbons. You hadn't intended for it, but you couldn't quite get rid of all of the fabric, and you certainly couldn't rid yourself of all the frills.

Your torso is mostly covered by the leather breastplate, which is sculpted to your form perfectly, and likewise adorned in flowered patterns. Long gloves run up to your shoulder, tied with a ribbon above your bicep, which leather braces cover your forearm.

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You feel less weighed down and more agile, though you worry about how much more girlish you look showing this much more of your body. You fear what your parents might think, but you wonder if Millia will like it.

With your clothing feeling more proper for adventuring, you finally leave your room and head to the kitchen. Your parents have already set out breakfast and the two of them look ready to go. They praise you for getting up on your own and offer you some food before asking about your clothes. You shy away from their questions and just lie, saying the dress has a will of its own. You are quick to tell them that it isn't messing with your head at all.

Before setting out, your Mother drapes a heavy, royal blue cloak over your shoulders. She insists that it's so you don't stand out as much while traveling. She and your father don similar cloaks in grey and green before grabbing their packs and gear and leading the way to the meeting point.

In the time it took you to fix up your clothes and eat, Millia had already made her way to Gulcano's caravan. You wanted to show her your outfit, but you'd have to wait for an excuse to do so later.

Mr. Gulcano was doing the last of his preparations, checking on his goods and taking inventory. His caravan was a very large wagon, pulled by two sturdy looking horses. He had apparently stuffed it with the excess fruits, vegetables, and meats your town had produced this season. He gave a boisterous greeting, despite the early hour, and told you that he'd be ready to set off in just a short while.

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Man.. it's so hard to find pictures of girls in frilly dresses that aren't toe-hoes.

Anyways, for the time being, I need to put things on pause again. I have to be at work in 15 minutes. I'll be back in a few hours, but I'll be leaving again shortly after that for work again (take a wild guess where I work)

In the few hours I have in between, I'll probably take some time to doodle up exactly what I have in mind for Dorothy's outfit.

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>>21444297
>Fate/Stay turned Don Quixote into a girl too
>mfw
See you in a few, op.

>>21444255
>An inch or two of skin shows between your bloomers and your silken leggings
dat absolute territory

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>>21444297
>Man.. it's so hard to find pictures of girls in frilly dresses that aren't toe-hoes.

An endangered species mayhaps

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>>21439149
moar fade to black soon plz

Cute-ubus is best

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>>21439234
>>21439272
>>21439292
>>21447510
Glad you all liked it. I wasn't even sure of how I was going to play it out til I started typing it.

Anyways, I'm back for a short while. I think I'm going to spend it drawing, like I've been meaning to, since I've only got a couple hours before I'm back out again.

As always, I love to hear discussion and ideas.

What can our illusion magic do? Just silent images, or can it affect other senses?

>>21449346
Well our illusionary fire was warm.

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>>21449346
I imagine it's the kind of illusion that if you could put infinite mana into it, it would become real.

MAYBE WE SHOULD ASK THE SUCCUBUTT ABOUT THE NATURE OF MAGIC

Would it be possible to use the illusions as a disguise? For example could we use an illusion to appear as a tree and then stab bandits walking by?

>>21449696
They are illusions what the fuck do you think

>>21449703
Any illusion is sufficient to kill as long as the target fails his rolls. I think I might just make that a house rule for my games.

>>21449703
My first thought is yes, but I don't know if some pervert has any limitations in mind. Would they know there was someone pretending to be a tree or would it look like some invisible stabbed their buddy? If the illusion ends when we start stabbing then it's a nice way to start an ambush. But if it keeps going and no one knows if there's an invisible person or a throwing knife or whatever then we can create paranoia on The Thing levels.

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Artistically rendered in shades of blue.
I kind of fell back on a few bad habits and made this picture take longer than it should have. I'll probably do another one when I'm not pressed for time.

As for all the illusion talk.. At it's highest levels, illusionary images can become a sort of virtual reality. We can't really pull that off, though. With some extra effort, we can fool one or two senses at a time over a small area, but someone with a keen eye or magically attuned senses might be able to see right through any illusion you create.

The idea of creating an illusionary tree to hide inside might work for a surprise attack, but surprise attacks often only work once.

>>21450599
The skirt and ribbon have a Magical Girl feel to them.
Shouldn't the hair be a little longer, though? Maybe come down to the shoulders at minimum?

>>21450645
I agree hair a bit too short also the skirt looks kinda weird

other than that it looks pretty good

>>21450645
>>21450682
Roger had shortish hair and nothing had changed that, yet.

I could always fix the skirt, but everyone was saying to add flowy ribbons and a mini-skirt seemed like a reasonable compromise for something still girly, but not movement restricting, since people want the whole polearm poledancing thing.

>>21450712
>nothing had changed that, yet.
Huh. I had been under the impression that when Roger's gender got changed, his hair lengthened.

I suppose that'll be the next thing that the voice in Roger's head will tell him to do; get hair extensions.

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>>21450764
It should at least be more pixie-ish

What kind of half elf has hair <2 inches long?

Skirt reminds me of SGVY
Not sure how to feel about that.

>>21450599
I like the leather bracers and corset thing, as well as the heel boots. Blue hair is a bit odd, but maybe that's just an elf thing. Also seems weird that a feminizing dress wouldnt spring for the hair extensions, but maybe that's just so it can corrupt him more slowly because its a bitch like that. Frilly leggings are a nice touch.

All in all, I like it. A lot.

>>21450764
Hair is pretty much one of the only things that hasn't changed so far. I'm honestly quite surprised that such things haven't come up more often. Maybe I need to work on giving more opportunity for that sort of stuff.. Then again, the events so far have taken place over two days, so why rush it?

>>21450880
A male one? But, yeah, that SGVY comment makes me really want to change the skirt now.

>>21450883
I just got into a sort of blue thing while drawing it. Roger's hair is probably blonde.

>>21450985
>But, yeah, that SGVY comment makes me really want to change the skirt now.

Sorry.

>>21451211
No apologies necessary. The skirt honestly doesn't look good to me either and the SGVY comment just made me realize how lazy I was with it.

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Am I the only one here who finds short hair awesome?

>>21450985
>A male one?
Haha, you kidder you.

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>>21451392
Welp, this is the first time I've posted in this thread and didn't even bother to figure out what the subject is, but I also think short hair is the bomb-diggity

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>>21451392
I do enjoy some short hair once in a while

>>21451392
Oh, I'm not saying short hair is bad; just that I would have expected the dress to have extended our hair at the same time that our ass became plump and grabbable.

>>21451392
>emma-watson-short-hair.jpg
WHAT WHEN OH MY GOD YES.

And you're not. I love girls with short hair, when they can pull it off.

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>>21451441
That's quite alright.

This is a quest thread about a young man who got turned into a young woman. She is now trying to find a way to break the various curses upon her with the aid of her adventurer parents and succubus familiar.

Hence the talk of short hair. As a boy, the main character had shorter hair, and as a girl, this means she has short hair.

Previous threads can be found here, by the way.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=WC:PGAQ

I fixed up the picture a little.. Very little, but I'm not done. However, I need to leave soon, so I'll have to work on it tomorrow.

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>>21451464
we can magicks longer hair later if we get insane enough

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>>21451392
I don't like it too short, like I suggested here >>21450880

Pompadours are the best though.
I vote we get a pompadour.

>>21451480
I think the skirt should be a smidge longer. About half the distance between bloomers and stockings.
>>21451513
oh god no

>>21451513
As much as I like short hair, pompadours do nothing for me. Sorry, but no.

>>21451464
>>21451488
The dress works in slow and mysterious ways.. Also it doesn't actually transform you in any way. It just gives you all the phenomenal magical power in the world, then whispers for you to do naughty things to yourself and others with it.

Previous owner was especially endowed, both top and bottom-wise because of the dress.

At any rate, not an impossibility, merely something we haven't had the chance to do to ourselves yet.

>>21451533
That's just a rough outline. It won't be that short, but I kind of wanted to doodle the bloomers in there.

>>21451636
>bloomers
Maybe we can go emperor's new clothes for a slumber party. Like, the dress is still there, just invisible.

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>>21451541
>>21451533

What about a faux-hawk?

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>>21451513
>>21451766
>Those hairstyles

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>>21451714
THE DRESS

THE DRESS IS ALWAYS THERE

EVEN WHEN NAKED IN THE SHOWER

EVEN WHEN IT IS ALL BURNT UP IN A FIRE

IT IS ALWAYS THERE

>>21451480
Teehee, we can see through our skirt!

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>>21452001
I've gotta agree with this guy. Fuck those.

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>>21451444
>What if Halo was a girl

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>>21452107
>>21452001

Uncultured individuals general

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>>21452180
>PEOPLE DON'T LIKE WHAT I LIKE

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>>21452265
>taking arguments seriously on 4chan

I'm not sure about the short skirt and bloomers thinking about it. Maybe we should go for a slitted skirt instead of the magical girl route.

>>21452265
>>21452364
Or we could go back to discussing the science of asswizardry.

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>>21452364
>>21452388
Why not both?

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I shouldn't leave for too long.. You people take my threads to weird places...

I kid. I am back, but I need some sleep. I have more work tomorrow evening, but only once, so no more of this leaving, then coming back then leaving again stuff for the time being.

I'll try to get a few more posts typed for tomorrow so we can move along. Look forward to the fun of traveling the open road! Discussing economics! Random encounters! And sharing tents!

>>21454204

As shrew as a business man our old boss is he most likely forgot adding a privacy clause that the merchant would exploit if he were a bad man

"of course we should bath together, I mean think what would happen if bandits attacked me while I was all alone. Now now don't worry your friend can watch the merchandise, now be a good girl and turn around so I can wash your back..."

Let's get this thing moving again

>>21454204
damn it. I thought she had a super long tongue from the thumbnail.

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Your party is assembled, your employer is ready to go, and 3 days of travel sit between you and Arisca, where some of the world's best wizards await.

You adjust your pack on your shoulders, grip your halberd tightly, and begin down the road. Mr. Gulcano sat atop his cart, leisurely guiding his horses, while you and Millia walked along the left side and your Mother and Father took the right.

You were making your way past the outskirts when you noticed Jacqueline in the distance. Her family's ranch was situated on this far end of town and it made sense that she'd be up this early. She waved excitedly and shouted, "Good luck on your quest, Roger!! Go get your dick back!" You wave back and smile, trying to contain your embarrassment as the rest of your party chuckled at you.

The brisk morning air does a good job of waking you up, but you were quickly finding that watching the scenery and listening to the clip-clop of horse hooves was actually pretty boring. Your group looked likewise unstimulated. No one was talking, merely watching the scenery as you passed the last of the fields and made your way into the Vomete Forest, which would make up the most of your trip.

Perhaps you could strike up some conversation?
>Who to talk to and what to talk about?

>>21458161
talk to the merchant, what happened to his previous guards?

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>>21458161
Well mind as well ask about the city

So it house good wizards, what else? Maybe local history? Government? Any myths, legends, or folklore that could be of any use? (like hidden treasure!) Any rivaling cities? Which races dominate? Religions? etc!

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You decide to strike up some conversation with Mr. Gulcano. It occurs to you that he made it all the way out to your village past monsters and bandits and everything else, but he feels the need to hire 4 guards to get him back.

Gulcano explains that he had arrived with a larger caravan who had to pass through, but had a further destination. You recall several large wagons passing by several days prior to drop off some more supplies for Brogart's shop.

However, his contracts allowed him exclusivity with several of the farmers in your hometown, so he was the only one doing business there. Everyone else he came with, guards and all, needed to keep going further south, but he only needed to gather the goods and head back. He makes no point of hiding his pleasure with not having to pay you directly.

You change the topic, deciding to ask about Arisca and what it's like. You'd never been, but you've heard that it's a rather magnificent city. Mr. Gulcano and your Parents explain that it's a rather large city situated atop what is known as a 'Living Bridge', a sort of massive tangle of trees, roots, and other plants that make up a structure which crosses the width of the colossal Yocha river, making it an invaluable path, and a great trading post. Millia chimes in that the bridge itself is over 3,000 years old and is still steadily growing, allowing for expansion and further development over time.

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Since Arisca is such a high traffic city, you will often find all kinds of people there. Humans, Elves, Greenskins, Dwarves, the mechanical Tama, Tau, and even Giants can all be found walking the busy streets there. Trade between the two nations separated by the Yocha river is quite common, and many adventurous types, like your Mother and Father, will often use Arisca to resupply and trade goods pilfered on their latest outings.

Being a giant crossroads means that no one race or ideology or Kingdom controls Arisca, though they have tried in the past. Millia extrapolates on several incidents where one nation tried to claim it as theirs only to be fought back by another until they stalemated again. Current treaties, as Mr. Gulcano explains, keep Arisca as neutral territory, equally policed by both nations, for better or worse.

Your Mother halted the conversation suddenly. She readied her spear and quickly surveyed the forest around you, "Something is watching us.."

>Random encounter! What lurks in the trees

A present for you OP, in thanks.
>implying you don't already have this one
You probably do, a connoisseur of the derrière such as yourself would certainly have it.

Mediafire link because apparently fucking captcha+shitty internet=5 minute upload times where it gleefully tells me that I mistyped the Captcha.

6.66 mb of PURE. SEXY. ASS. Not a trap, not futa, I wouldn't do that you guys: http://www.mediafire.com/view/?53d65e28zfl4r63

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>>21458510
>http://www.mediafire.com/view/?53d65e28zfl4r63

Oh my...

>>21458483
What? Bugbears? Here?

>>21458483
Why its... a bunch of bugs! Giant centipedes and beetles and... why are we suddenly retreating to the top of the cart with a girlish shrill?

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(Bugbears it is then.)
A cacophony of feral roars erupt from the forest around you. Three large, filthy, Bugbears leap down from the trees, wielding rough hewn weapons, clothed in patch-work furs.

"Packs down! Keep the horses calm!" your Mother barked out her command as she leveled a spear at the nearest one. Two Bugbears on their side and one facing you and Millia. As instructed, you drop your pack and ready your Halberd while Millia unfurls her whip with a sharp crack. "Killing it would be ideal, but we can probably get away with just wounding it badly enough to drive it away," she tells you.

>Battle plans, go!

>>21458813
We're still not too skilled with a weapon, and we don't want to risk using magic right now.
Use our halberd to concentrate on keeping the bugbear at range until Millia can use her whip to either inflict enough pain for it to leave, or trip it up so that we can attack it.

Nothing too fancy yet; our poledancing fighting style still needs a lot of work before we can trust our lives to it.

Rolled 2, 3, 4 = 9

>>21458870
I say thee NAY.

>>21458813
Plant our halberd firmly in the ground and show them our moves.

>>21458934
What, you're going to hope that doing a poledance will help in casting a mind control spell on the bugbear? Against the advice of both our mom and our familiar?

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>>21458870
>>21458934
You resolve to play it cautiously, not wanting to rely on magic you don't fully understand or skills you haven't fully developed. You relax into a defensive stance, keeping the Halberd held at length. No need to charge in, you tell yourself.

In one sudden lunge, the Bugbear was atop you with a mighty leap. His crude cleaver meets with the head of your halberd and forces it into the ground. The fear of having this beast attack you causes your grip to tighten around the shaft of the Halberd, despite yourself. The force of his hit wedging your Halberd into the ground acts like a catapult and launches you towards him. That's far too inelegant.. Your body curls and your weight shifts and you find yourself swinging around your Halrberd, towards the Bugbear. At the last moment you shove out the heels of your feet and dig them into the creature's jaw.

That's far better As the Bugbear reels back from the hit, you bring your leg to curl around the shaft of the halberd and spin yourself back down to a standing position while freeing your weapon in one graceful motion. Your heart is beating like mad inside your chest, but you feel exhilarated all the same.

With the Bugbear off balance, Millia moves in and unleashes a flurry of whip-strikes, lashing the Bugbear viciously across the face and chest, and driving it further back.

A quick glance reveals that your Mother and Father are doing well on their own.
>Your enemy is off balance
>Wat do?

>>21459141
Stab at it's throat.

>>21459141
Thrust at its throat. Even if it misses, it'll force the bugbear back.

>>21459209
GO FOR THE EYES

>>21459141
While it's off balance...

GRAB ITS ASS

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>>21459421
It's ass is not grabable enough, unless we make it so...

>>21459421
Eww.
For one, it's a guy.
Two, look at that ass!
>>21458813
Do you see how flat and un-grabbable it is?

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>>21459481

So we turn the bugbear into a girl?

Then we could add more to the adventuring party

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This is your chance, you think, the opportunity for a killshot. Drop this thing now and demoralize the remaining Bugbears.

You draw your Halberd back then lunge in, thrusting the tip of your weapon of your weapon at the Bugbear's throat. Your strike misses the mark by a few inches, but you still manage to drag the blade across it's neck, creating a rather nasty and deep gash that leaves the monster reeling. Instead of a roar all that emerges is a gurgle sputter.

You pull back your weapon, suddenly overcome with a queasy feeling. Real combat is far more gruesome than you'd imagined. You look to Millia for guidance. She gives you a little nod, as if to congratulate you. On the other side, your parents had easily dispatched the two other Bugbears. One hadn't even made it out of the tree, as your Father closed the branches around him, and the last one was dead on the ground, in a pool of his own blood from your Mother's spear.

"Get your things. Bugbears often have about two-dozen per tribe.." Your Mother casually pulls a piece of cloth from her belt and wipes the blood from her spear, "If we don't move more quickly, we'll be attacked again."

And just like that, you were off again. At your parents insistence, the pace was more urgent. It would be some time before any other Bugbears came to find what happened to their ambush party, and hopefully, you'd be long gone before that happened.

With things calming down, your Mother crosses to your side of the cart and offers you a piece of cloth, "Keep your weapon clean, so the blood doesn't tarnish it and dull the blade."

>It is about noon
>You have time to converse

>>21459585
Talk with Mom and Dad, about how to handle the after-effects of combat.

>>21459585
Ask if we handled the situation well

Any pointers on how to improve

>>21459585
Ask mom about tips for fighting.

>>21459585
Did OP die?

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"Did you see me fight?" You cringe internally, realizing how childish that sounds, "I mean.. Did I do okay?" Your Mother smiled to you, "You did just fine. No major injuries, and you dispatched it without panicking or running away. The only thing you did wrong was prolong it's death. Your kills need to be clean and quick." You glance over your shoulder briefly, but the corpse you left behind it far behind you at this point.

"About that whole.. killing thing.." your Mother raises an eyebrow, "What about it?" You look down at the ground, "Well, how do you handle it? I mean, it was a monster, yeah, but it was a living thing, right? Did it have to die?" Your Mother paused for a moment to gather her thoughts, "Roger. You've wanted to be an adventurer all your life. Did you think you'd just send every monster you crossed running away? If you didn't kill it, then it would just come back later with more monsters. You can't shy away from a little blood if you want to be a man." That last part stings, but you nod in agreement. "Besides, that's why you should kill your enemies quickly and cleanly."

She places a hand on your shoulder, "Don't dwell on it. They aren't called monsters for no reason, hun. They aren't just simple minded natives or wild animals. They are creatures that only know destruction and theft and murder. Killing them is a service to civilization."

You'd read books on the subject and heard stories, but it helped to be reminded directly. "Do you think you could give me some tips, then? Real fighting is different than the drills we've done."

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Your Mother was eager to give you some more practical tips. You'd heard a lot of this before but you were taking a lot of it to heart and imagining meaningful ways to apply it, instead of just stashing it in the back of your mind.

She comments that the spinny thing you did was a good recovery, but generally, it is not advised to let your enemy wedge your weapon into the ground like that. You didn't want to correct her, but you felt an urge to try it again. The thrill of turning that momentum of an attack around and kicking it right back was too great to do only once.

The sun was starting to set and Mr. Gulcano suggested that it might be best to start setting up camp. Your Father called over a local bird and after exchanging some chirps, commented that you were well out of Bugbear territory and it would be safe to camp for the night.

Within the hour, you had pulled to the side of the path and set up a small camp. Gulcano, quite please with your party, offered some of his wine for getting through the first day without so much as a single grain lost.

While you set up the tents and tended the fire, your parents set out into the woods to gather some food for tonight. They suggested that you stay with Millia and Mr Gulcano, just in case, and to whistle like your Father taught you if any trouble shows up.

>Alone at camp with Merchant and disguised Succbutt familiar, wat do?

>>21460432
Not dead, just slow.

>>21460454
Ask Mr. Gulcano about his trade routes. He's got an exclusive contract with our town; how far has he ranged in his travels?

We can't learn magic while he's around, and what we want to talk with Lilli about is best done in private.

captcha:
>railroad natedal
No captcha, I do not feel especially railroaded

>>21460530
We could also try to see if we could get some privacy with Ms. Lilli.

See if miss Lili can teach us some spells to enhance our combat skills (espcially our polearm dancing skills!)

>>21460530
>Ask Mr. Gulcano about his trade routes. He's got an exclusive contract with our town; how far has he ranged in his travels?

second

>>21460714
Yeah, that'll be later, when everyone else is asleep and we set up that silence ward.

We're keeping the fact that we have all this magic and that we summoned a succubus a secret from our adventurer parents, remember.

Just a heads up, but I may only be able to get one more post in before I need to leave. I've got to somehow get out to vote before going to work with no car in some freezing rain.. So.. yeah.

>>21460914
oh shit just realized I forgot to mail my mail in ballot last week

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Mister Gulcano is eager to talk about his businesses. He's actually quite a wealthy, even for a merchant, and controlls a rather large share of the bazaar in Arisca. His trip to fetch the goods from your town was something of a vacation for him, as well as a means to save some coin by traveling in with a caravan and back out with your aid. He waxes poetic for a moment about the good ol' days when he was starting out. Just a young man with nothing by a creaky cart, a handful of coins, and the razor sharp wit to secure the best bargains.

While he talks, you make yourself more comfortable, pulling off your cloak and folding it up to sit on. You shoot a glance towards Millia who is feigning interest in this merchant babble and she smirks briefly at you, looking you up and down appreciatively.

The showing of your new garments catches Gulcano's attention and he is quick to start talking about the sort of favor he needs from you. Apparently, when you get to Arisca, he wants you to act as his mascot girl for the Sunday bazaar to gather attention to his freshly gained inventory. You won't be required to conduct any business, merely attract it, which is something he has no doubt you'll be able to do, regardless of your previous gender and especially thanks to your current outfit.

His lurid gaze makes you uncomfortable, but you tell him that it should be no problem, just as long as that is all he needs you to do to secure audience with his Wizard friends. Millia comments that she's certain you'll do a fine job attracting all the business Mr. Gulcano could ever need.

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Your parents return shortly after with a couple rabbits. Your Father is quick to skin and prepare them while your Mother begins to set up the pot and mix in the ingredients, creating a nice stew.

After your meal and a bit of small talk, your parents begin to organize watch shifts. Mr. Gulcano is quick to weasel out, insisting he has no skills that will be of any use. Your parents agree to take the first shift, then they intend to switch off with You and Millia for the second half of the night.

You weren't sure if you could sleep so early, but your Mother urges you to at least try for now. It's something you'll need to get into the habit of doing. You climb into your test and curl up on your bed roll, taking notice of just how insanely uncomfortable the thing was. Your Dress shifts again, becoming a night gown once more, although it is a substantially thicker and heavier one that helps to keep you warm.

>aaaand..
>Pause.

I've gotta rush off to vote, then work til about 10pm, central time, then hopefully, I should still have some energy in me to run a few more parts.

Something I'm thinking about:
What would happen if the cursed dress was put on a guy?
Would it make him a girl?
Would it make him seek a way to become a girl?
Would it make him a trap?
Or is it actually cursed to enforce gender stereotypes?

>>21461324
Where is our succubutt?

>>21461562

She can't get to us because our parents are outside watching over the camp.

If we wanna have a fun time in the morning we'll have to learn some kind of alarm ward and ward off the camp, then we can turn our tent into a lavish bedroom and roll around a little.

>>21461579
I thought we were sharing a tent. Nevermind then.

>>21461629
That would break our cover.

>>21461629
Bump

Also we're going to be sharing watch together so we can get some flirting and magic lessons in at that time.

Back from work.
Heating up pizza and taking off my pants right now.
Let's drag this one a little bit longer, shall we?

>>21465074
And while we're at it we can ask her if there are any hair styles she finds enticing.

Is OP typing? Or did he fall asleep?

>>21467204
pizza takes some time to heat up and eat I guess hope he didn't fall asleep with it in the oven

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>Aaaand...
>Unpause

You find yourself tossing and turning on your bedroll. Not only was this lousy piece of burlap terribly uncomfortable, but you were full of unspent magic that was making you twitchy again. You needed to cast something.. Nothing too flashy.. You have to be very careful. Your parents, Mr. Gulcano, maybe even the wild animals and monsters in the forest might pick up on you.. Actually, you're not sure about that last part, but you didn't want to risk it on your first night.

Your fidgeting and worrying is interrupted by a rather strange sight. As if carried in on the breeze, a little cloud of mist began to pour into your tent. a single hand emerged from it rather quickly and pressed a hand to your mouth. You only feel terror for a moment before you recognize Millia's form appearing through the mist. She raises a finger to her lips and silently mouths 'shhhh' at you.

You had no idea she could do such a thing, but find yourself smiling as she cuddles up against you. "Cast silence around your tent for a little while.." She whispers in your ear and you are quick to comply. "You are really doing quite well when it comes to picking up magic. Casting with such ease, dress or not, is not something everyone can do." You smile proudly, "Well, I have a great teacher, you know.." it was a corny line, but Millia doesn't seem to mind.

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"So.. Were you planning to.. uhhmm.. play around some more?" you finally ask her. She flashes you a coy grin, "While it would be exciting to fool around with your parents right out there, I think it would be smart. There's not a lot of room in this tent and they notice if you are too quiet.. I just wanted to check it with you and chat a bit before you sleep.. Maybe sneak in a few more squeezes." Millia curls both hands around your ass and squeezes playfully, "You worried me out there with that monster, you know. I'm glad you weren't hurt, Dorothy." You blush, but manage a grin of your own, "If you weren't there to back me up, things might have ended badly."

Millia raises a hand to run her fingers through your hair, "Just stick close to me. I won't let anything hurt my Master." You feel like things are getting too tense and ponder how you could change the subject.

"Do you think my hair is too short? Do you think I should change it? I think I could use some magic to make it longer.. If you think it'd look okay." Millia looks you over thoughtfully, "I'm surprised you are getting so comfortable with the idea of altering your experience this soon.. First your new adorable little outfit and now you want a new hairstyle?" She smiles at you, "I might just make a woman out of you before you ever get a chance to be a man again, darling.."

You only lie and snuggle with Millia for a little while longer before she insists on leaving. She tells you to drop the Silence ward and then kisses you on the forehead. You find yourself drifting to sleep shortly after. It only feels like you just blinked before your Mother is pulling open your tent and telling you to go take watch.

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You take your spot by the campfire and draw your cloak over your shoulders to stay warm. Soon, Millia has emerged from the tent beside yours to join you. To your surprise, your Mom takes up her post at the fire also. When she sees the two of you looking at her quizzically she explains that she doesn't need as much sleep, as an elf.

The three of you sit quietly, staring at the camp fire, occasionally nudging it with a stick to keep it from dying down. To keep yourself from dozing off, you start to consider things you might talk about that you can involve both Millia and your Mother in without revealing any secrets you've been trying to keep..

>Awkward nightwatch conversation wat do?

>>21467204
I type slow as hell, unfortunately.

I keep getting distracted and keep finding newer and longer things to add in. I've pulled up a timer and I'm going to try my best to focus better. There's also the issue of trying to write this in a way that opens itself to suggestions without either having sections that are too short or way too fucking long.

>>21467347
Ask some about magic, magical theory, any experience Mom has with curses and magic herself. It makes sense for us to be curious about this sort of thing given our situation, and it gives Millia an excuse to give us Magic Theory 101 and our mom to add practical experience from her adventuring days.

>>21467347
....

you know are there anything we should know about being a girl

like grooming and stuff. sure it comes natural I guess with the crazy dress but I dont think we have been giving our femininity a serious thought

>>21467347
Try to slyly touch the succubutt whilst making awkward conversation.

>>21467347
"So mom, what's it like being out in the field again?"

>>21467400
Seconding this.
I doubt we actually know how to properly fully maintain a female body.

>>21467400
Seconding this. We need to learn how to take care of this body until we can break the curse.

>>21467450
saying this first seems good

then go into this >>21467392

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You figure you may as well start somewhere... "So, Mom.. Is there anything I should know about being a girl? Y'know, like.. hygiene and grooming and stuff?" She gave you a strange look, "Just make sure that you are wiping properly and make an effort to keep clean down there. It's more delicate than your usual male equipment. Hopefully, we'll have this done and sorted out before we have to worry about you getting your period or anything. You'll likely develop more like a Human than an Elf, which means you are physically an adult woman, which comes with certain additional concerns."

"I can always give you a hand when we get the chance to bathe, but you are a big boy, Roger, and I expect you can wash yourself just fine. Not like you have to worry about doing your hair in any fancy way, or picking the right perfume and makeup for anyone." Her tone was just a little teasing and you laughed softly, "Yeah, no need to worry about that at all.."

You didn't expect such a straightforward answer, but it was something, at least. "Think of it as special training. Very few young men your age fully understand the complexities of a female body," Millia adds in, "There's also some additional lessons in understanding the male mind. Like it or not, the young men will be looking your way, and I'm sure you know exactly what they might want." Your Mother nods in agreement, "You may not be fully aware of it, but your body language can say things to others that you may not want them to hear."

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This starts up a friendly conversation between your Mother and Millia, as they begin to exchange stories back and forth about dealing with Men and ways that they've abused their feminine wiles from time to time. It was nice, though. Your Mother seemed to relax around Millia and stopped treating her like such a stranger. It makes some sense, as she is just some random adventurer to your parents..

You listened intently, taking mental notes about the art of seduction. You're not sure why you want to be better at it or, maybe you don't want to admit to yourself why you want to be better at it, but you listen all the same. "You know, Roger is quite lucky, really. Curse magic is traditionally meant to be far, far worse. All things considered, she came out of this looking quite cute. She has something of a leg up on all the other girls, doesn't she?" Millia's compliments make you blush deeply. "Oh, without a doubt, but that's sort of a curse on it's own, isn't it? To be the cute girl you'd take home, but to never have the chance to be with her? Sounds like a curse to me."

"Have you ever had to deal with any curses, Mom? Like, evil magics and stuff?" you were eager to steer the conversation away from yourself. All the attention was just too much for you at the moment. It made you want to start blurting your secrets and feelings and you just couldn't do that just yet.

"Curses? Well, none quite like yours, hun. I've had a few rough experiences with Charm spells and the occasional strength sapping poison. I've heard tales warning of vile magic that will permanently sap a person of all strength or deform their body in some extreme way."

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Millia was quick to interject, "Traditional curse magic originated with the evil spirits. They'd use cruel spells to turn the desires of a person into punishments. Taking the voice from a great orator or the vision from a great painter." She flashed a wicked grin, "However, as the races of men began to experiment with magic, many records revealed that a number of curses came from the perversions of shameless humans. In some rare tomes you'll find tales of early Wizards using their magic to make a woman so over-endowed that she could no longer move due to the size of her breasts because they had turned down the Wizard's advances."

"You can't find many of them, these days, but tomes of deeply perverted magic still exist, rumored to be circulating amongst certain dens of debauchery." You and your Mother listened curiously, "Do all archaeologists have such extensive knowledge of that kind of dirty history?" your Mother wondered aloud. Millia smiled proudly, "Just me. It's something that I find fascinating. The things men do when they are given power.. It's quite interesting, don't you think? And it actually ties into something quite concerning for you.. Dorothy's dress. I could tell you the tale if you are interested..."

This is just kind of turning into storytime, isn't it?

>>21467925
Yeah, but sometimes we need infodumps.

>>21467933
I don't think I had ever planned to create such a thorough setting, but if everyone doesn't mind, I can continue to jibber on.

>>21467943
So long as it ends with us trying to covertly grope some succubutt.

>>21467943
I like background fluff and setting information. Jibber away, this sort of thing is about as interesting to me as a PGA.

>>21467925
You make good words. By all means, keep going.

>>21467943
you are on tg, we love fluff

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You and your Mother leaned closer as Millia mentions the dress. "What do you know about the Wizard's Consortium?" You'd heard of it, but weren't sure what to say, "As much as anyone else might. They are an organization of Magic users who control a lot of the flow of magical knowledge," your Mother answers. "Pretty much correct. They do plenty of other things, like train and educate young wizards, but around the time they were formed, about 400 years ago, they weren't as inclusive or as helpful."

You scoot yourself closer to Millia, eager to listen to her story, and also eager to just be closer to her in general. "The original Consortium was something of an old boy's club. It still is, but it was far worse. Back then, the idea of having a woman amongst their ranks was unthinkable. They believed women to be inferior.So, when a talented woman showed up at their doorstep, looking to discuss her research and gain the aid of other magic users, they turned her away. However, her research was important enough to her to sacrifice her pride, and she returned, attempting to bargain with them. One member of the sortium hatched a cruel scheme and told her that she'd be able to join on the condition that she wore an sortium approved uniform." You glanced down at your current outfit, having an idea where this was going..

"The uniform they offered her was the collective work of some of the greatest wizards of their generation. They believed that a woman should know her place and act as a woman. As long as she wore it, her body was enslaved to the desires of the Consortium and they had made it impossible to remove.."

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"With her trapped in the dress, the Consortium could force her to do anything they wanted, and more than that, they could change her body and her uniform to fit their fantasies. What they did was reprehensible, but being the powerful men that they were, they felt they were beyond petty morality. It was truly unfortunate, because the woman they had enslaved was a brilliant wizard. With every spare moment she could get to herself, she'd work on undoing the cursed magic woven into the dress. Little by little she pieced together spells to try and free herself and try to make the dress more bearable to live in, but her constant torment wore on her mind and she could not fully finish her work."

"In time, the appetites of the Consortium's shameless members drove her to an early death. All that remains as evidence of her life and death is the Dress itself. The ones who buried it away made note of the twisted way the spells and enchantments had tangled together, creating something wholly more complex than it's parts. Most curiously, is the intense magical power that permeates it, believed to be the bound soul of the tortured victim who first wore it. Her lost soul permanently bound to the garment and forever twisted by the depraved machinations of the Consortium's founders."

Millia gathers her breath and sighs softly, "While elements of the story are lost and others presumed untrue, the dress exists, and it is a dark stain on the history of an otherwise prestigious organization."

>>21468249
Damn, that's depressing. I guess that explains why crazy McBitchtits was bonkers and why the dress is trying to make us crazy as well.

>>21468249

wel thats frightening(and exciting the thought of being dominated right) we should really work hard on getting this dress removed(those people removed who want to take off the dress)

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You sated at Millia for a good long moment, "....So what does that mean for me, then?" Millia placed a hand on your shoulder, "Well, it means that any voices you may have heard may belong to the original wearer.. And the reason that no one has had a chance to do anything about this dress is because it was locked up for the past couple hundred years, then on the body of someone else, who was driven insane and was apparently on the move too often to be pinned down and identified by someone who would know what was going on with the dress."

"And what about the Consortium? Won't they be angry to have their dirty laundry being aired about like this? What if the wizards we meet refuse to help us, or worse, decide to reclaim it with Roger still in it, because we've got something that makes them look bad?" Your Mother sounds concerned, and you certainly feel concerned, having not thought of what might happen if someone else who knew how to 'use' the dress found you.

Millia pondered something, giving a soft, 'hmmm...'
"Luckily, any of the Wizards involved should be long dead by now, and any modern member of the Consortium would be interested in helping because it would make them look better to clean up the mess of the old members.. I think. Otherwise, we could always blackmail them with the knowledge, if it came to that." Millia's hand casually slid to your back and down to your ass. You nervously repositioned yourself and moved your hand to do the same, sneaking a quick squeeze of Millia's much more impressive backside.

"Luckily, my contacts in Arisca are not Consortium members, though!"

>>21468294
>>21468296
I should openly admit that I did not have the idea for this whole dress thing until long after I had already set up Crazy Ass-Lady are a crazed idiot who misconstrued most situations as sexual (roast chickens eaten off of backsides, village sex parties, and so on)

I think it all ties together rather nicely, though.

>>21468343
It does tie it together well. If you didn't tell me I would have figured you had at least some of this worked out beforehand.

>>21468343
Who cares how it ties together, you are an AMAZING writer.
Like, seriously, take out the MtF content and you could get this story published.

>>21468365
If 50 shades of grey can get published I'm sure MtF could.

>>21468365
>take out the entire premise of the story
>and you could get the story published
Besides, you act like Japan hasn't already made a fairly mainstream show about a genderbended adventurer.

>>21468376
more like fifty shades of GAY!

>>21468365
I was planning on doing NaNoWriMo, but if you can't tell from these past few days, my schedule has been royally fucked by work.

I could gather up everything typed so far and reformat it into a book type thing. Dunno about getting published, but I'd certainly leave the TG shit in. That's half the fun!.. and, like, half the content. 3/4th of the content. Just about all of it, really.

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Lots of good news and bad news, it would seem.. You had a better understanding of just what you trapped in now, and it made you feel pitty for the garment, or rather, the soul of the victim it was created for. However, by virtue of being the one stuck in it, you have a chance to get this whole thing sorted out permanently, so that was good news.

After a long night of talking and sharing stories, the sun was starting to rise. You'd be setting out to leave again soon. After waking your Father and Mr. Gulcano, you share a meager breakfast and help to breakdown the campsite. Soon everything is packed and your party is ready to move once again.

Two more days of travel sit between you and your destination.

With that, let's put things on pause once more.
I should sleep. More work awaits me tomorrow.

If this thread continues to hang around, I may just continue building it up until it starts to autosage and 404. It's already archived, so everything posted is being saved.

>>21468565
You've still got 70 posts before autosage.

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>>21471485
We shall use have to them wisely then.

For the time being, I'm just taking it easy before work. I've got games I haven't been playing, stuff I haven't worked on, and things I haven't cleaned.. So, instead, I started drawing and listening to music.

Not intended to be nude, but I like to get the anatomy of the figure in place before I layer on the clothes.

>>21472020
We need pics of the succubutt.

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>>21472103
Was only able to do a super rough sketch. I'll try and work on it some more tonight, but for now, I've got to head to work.

>>21472255
I like it so far.
Needs horns and a tail.

>>21472260

I can't imagine a succubutt with hair tied up though. Even if she's going indiana jones.

>>21472771
Maybe he was going for the Zero Suit Samus look, with the whip and the ponytail.

>>21472771
>fighting with long hair, not tied back
u w0t
remember, she's disguising her nature from the rest of the party, so it's not like she can use some kind of magic to keep it out of her way

>>21472787

She's still a magical being in a fantasy realm

Her hair should automagically work like that

>>21472771
I like the tied up hair

>>21472255
>Ponytails is my fetish

>>21474523
>>21473789
I would love to see it braided. Braided ponytails are hot. Regular ponytail works too.

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>>21476405

Why stop there?

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>debating succubutt hair and ponytails
I love you guys.

I'm back from work. I'm going to get some food, grab an energy drink and figure out how I will continue this trainwreck.

>>21476691
/tg/ will debate anything. I remember when one /tg/ OC had at least three separate threads devolve into arguing about what to name things.

Well, I've got my food and I'm begrudgingly enjoying a Red bull. Normally wouldn't touch the stuff, but I'm exhausted and I'm getting them for free.

So, we're about to take off down the road? What are you expecting? What would you like to see? I know you all love watching my blather on uncontrollably for many posts at a time before giving you some small input, but I want you to know that I appreciate your input, because I am an eldritch horror that consumes input and turns it into stories.

>>21476993
>I love input
I know that feel, bro.

I'd like to see... I'm not sure.
So much to see it bogs down choosing a slect few.

>>21476993
It would be horrible(amazing) if we ran into some bandits that separate the group leaving us alone with the bandit leader who then has us at his mercy.

>>21477151
I had a similar idea earlier today. I'll try and work something out..

>>21477151

Until our succubutt jumps in through the window and saves the day.

"My hero!" we'll cry before we make love right there.

>>21477151
To add on to this idea, maybe instead of bandits, its some sort of political intrigue nonsense in the city that assmagic our way through. After all, you did say this place was a politically tense trade crossroads.
>>21477242
>implying we wouldn't accidentally magic them all into plump, grabbable assed women the moment we start panicking

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You loaded up your pack again and helped Mr. Gulcano by feeding his horses. Within an hour of the first light, you are your party were moving down the trail again. You were feeling the effects of the relatively little sleep you got, but the thought of more adventure awaiting you, new places and new dangers, was exciting enough to keep you moving onward without complaint.

Your Mother had struck up a conversation with Millia, having finally broken the ice last night. They made small talk, with your Mom questioning why an intelligent young woman like her had not found someone yet. Millia admitted that she had someone special, but she was not intent to settle down just yet. Not when there was still so much left to see and do. She glanced your way momentarily and you had to fight to contain your smile.

You decided to leave them to their chat and moved over to see how your Dad was doing. He offers you a warm smile. He had his palm held out, and several small squirrels and birds were eating seed from his hand as he walked. "How are you enjoying your first adventure, son?" You had seen him do this before, but it was always amusing to see animals gravitate towards him. "It's been interesting so far. I'm happy that you and Mom could come along."

Mr. Gulcano peered down from his cart, "I'm glad they could come along too! I feel much safer passing through these woods with a Druid along." Your Father gives a polite nod to him, "Not a single happy little animal in this domain shall disturb us, sir."

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"What about those Bugbears, though?" Your Father's smile does not waver, "Bugbears are Monsters. They are a disruptive unnatural force in the wilderness, far worse than any man. I'll make a point to eradicate the rest of the tribe after we return home." In a way, it eased your conscience to have slit the Bugbear's throat after hearing that from a Druid, but all the same, it sounded curiously cruel.

A sturdy wooden bridge sat on the path before you, arched over a gentle river that flowed through the forest. Mr. Gulcano says that he'd like to pull aside to let the Horses drink and to replenish the water supply for the trip. Watching the flowing river stirred up something other than thirst in you, though.. You watch the small waterfall further up the stream for only a moment before you feel nature's call.

"Excuse me for a moment.. I'm going to go.. uhm.. relieve myself." Your Mother nods and reminds you to wipe properly.

You made your way a little deeper into the woods, off the path and behind several trees, so no one could peek at you. Despite doing this a few times already, this was still the sort of thing you didn't want anyone else seeing.

After attaining proper privacy you set your pack down and leaned your halberd against the tree. You squat down, trying to find a comfortable position to do this.

The faintest rustle of leaves registers with you, but before you can give it any thought, a hand is against your mouth.

>>21478077
Damn, our dad is hardcore. He likes happy little animals, probably paints in his spare time, and won't hesitate to murder the living fuck out of things. I bet he keeps a serene smile on his face the entire time.