Stuffed For Adventure
Originally posted on FA on: Mar 28, 2021
Another Anthromage story, this time featuring her lioness tricking a would be adventurer into drinking a potion that will protect him from all harm... by ensuring he'll never go into a dungeon again. (At least not that kind of dungeon...)
Edited by Hazel
CW: Unwilling TFTG into a Doll, Implied Permanence as an Inanimate, Betrayal, Mental Changes brought on by lust
Stuffed For Adventure
I hummed and rubbed my chin, looking over the various rings and amulets on display, carefully reading the descriptions on each as I made my way around the shop. “Protection from cold, safety from fire, defense against lightning… All well and good, but none of these will protect me from being stabbed!” I slid to the next shelf. “Amulets to defect arrows, harden bones or turn blades, but then I’m vulnerable to just being zapped or lit on fire!”
“You could always just wear it all if you're that afraid, sir,” the lioness behind the counter remarked, clearly bored. “Though from my personal experience, there is no such thing as complete safety when adventuring. I’d recommend just thinking about what the most common threats will be and rely on a good set of armor - and your own wits and reflexes - for the rest.”
“But ANYTHING could be waiting down in those dungeons!” I cried. “The quest may mention goblins, but what if they are armed with bombs or have traps full of venomous snakes or summon up demons wielding blades of frost in one hand and electricity in the other!”
The lioness blinked then shrugged. “Alright, I’ll admit sir, that’s...something I hadn’ considered. What’s your budget for this adventure? I’ll see what I can put together to protect you from demon summoning, trap laying, goblin master swordsmen.”
I fished out my coin purse and shook out its contents onto the countertop, counting the coins quickly before looking up at the shopkeeper and announcing, “Seven gold and three silver?”
She sighed, but reached out to scoop up the coins. “Alright, I have something, but this won’t cover it alone. Are you willing to pay off the rest after?”
“After the dungeon?” I asked, then nodded. “Sure! If it keeps me alive, then it's well worth a cut of the treasure!”
“Oh trust me,” The lioness snorted, pulling a small strawberry pink potion bottle from under the counter. “I guarantee that after drinking this, you’ll not have to worry about broken bones, loss of blood, frostbite or any other danger from the deep! In fact I’m so sure of this potion's effectiveness, I’ll even cut you a deal! If you get so much as a stubbed toe and come back here to show it to me, I’ll not only refund you in full, I’ll give you a lifetime discount on everything in the shop.”
“Really?” My eyes went wide at the wild claim. “Well hell, I can’t go wrong either way then, can I! Here. let me have it! When should I drink it? Right before going into the dungeon, or just when the fights are about to start?”
“No need to wait, that was a lifetime guarantee.” The lioness smiled, a faint hint of slyness in the expression. “Go ahead, try it out and see if I wasn’t telling the truth.”
“Oh right, I guess that makes sense.” I admitted, uncorking the potion and giving it a sniff. It smelled sweet and just a little fruity, not unpleasant at all. “Cheers!”
“Cheers.” The lioness answered, her smile growing as I tilted back my head and downed the concoction in a single gulp. “Oh and just as a piece of advice, I’d probably pull your pants off now if I were you.”
“Why would I do that?” I asked, but just then a wave of dizziness passed over me and I staggered, my knees feeling suddenly weak. I reached out a hand to steady myself, but to my surprise when I grabbed hold of one of the shelves, my arm bent at an odd angle, the skin rapidly turning a light purple as it did so! “W-What the hell!?”
“Well it's probably too late now, but it will be a shame to lose those nice trousers.” The lioness laughed. “Though it seems it was the tunic I should have been more concerned about!”
I tried to ask what she meant, but before I could get the words out, it became abundantly clear. The front of my shirt pushed out rapidly, sturdy fabric no match for the overwhelming pressure of two ever expanding orbs which strained mightily against their confides! I tried to free myself from the mounting tightness, but my softening fingers could do nothing to unlace my tunic before with a tremendous tearing sound it burst asunder, revealing a pair of sizable breasts!
The lioness’ next words seemed distant to my ears as I reached up and poked at my newly swollen chest, eyes wide and mouth agape. “It seems the gods did not wish to leave you wanting.” I poked one breast and marveled as my finger pushed far deeper than it should, the skin and flesh feeling like… Well like a stuffed toy! “I’m actually a little sorry I’ll not get a chance to see if that’s compensating for just how much you're about to lose below.”
“Wait, what does that mean?” I asked, then once again felt a pressure, but from the opposite end of my body. I tried to twist around to look at my back as something began to force its way from just above my rear, but movement had grown strangely difficult. “What’s happening to me? What did that potion do!?”
“Just what I said it would.” The lioness shrugged, stepping out from around the counter and pulling down my pants just before the thick shark's tail which had been struggling with them would have rent them asunder. “Made you safe from any harm which adventuring might have put you in. Not only by making it impossible for someone to bash or bleed you, but also by ensuring you’d be utterly incapable of adventuring in the first place.” She chuckled. “Not that you were cut out for it to begin with.”
“What!? That’s not what I asked for!” I spluttered as my face pushed out into a shark-like snout, red markings beginning to form across my rapidly softening body. “W-What about the rest of your payment! Y-You need me to finish my quest to get you the rest of what the potion cost!”
“Hardly.” The lioness snorted. “Sending you off as you were, now THAT would have been throwing away good money! No, you’ll make me FAR more as a life sized plush love doll then you could have ever hoped to as a human adventurer.”
“A LOVE DOLL!?” I blurted out, feeling my hair drifting down around my shoulders. My hips widened, and between my legs, I felt a tugging sensation. “I-Is that some sort of joke!?” My words ended on a gasp as the sucking sensation became much stronger, my whole body starting to feel incredibly sensitive.
The lioness smiled and reached down, rubbing two fingers against what remained of my manhood. With each motion she pushed further inwards till with a burst of pleasure she began to slide both deep inside of me. “No joke here, my dear Dolly...Just the facts. Now, I’d love to explain what is to happen next, but I think you can guess the gist of it. I’ll find you a buyer, one who will treat you right. Have no fear… I’ll make back my investment handsomely!” She pumped faster, grinning as my moans grew first higher, then faded as my ability to speak disappeared. “And you’ll never have to worry about danger or damage ever again. At least, none that can’t be fixed with a bit of soap, or a needle and thread.”
Immobile and mute, I felt myself near climax, but just as the lionesses fingers seemed poised to bring me over the edge, she suddenly withdrew her hand. I whimpered internally, wanting to beg her to keep going just a little longer, but instead she lifted me up off the floor and brushed the last of my male clothes away. “Now then, let's find you a nice place where you’ll get lots of attention. I imagine you’ll be wanting to find a new owner soon.” She winked. “Seeing as how till the sale’s complete, you’ll be teetering on the edge…”
I felt myself set down on a stool just behind the counter and squirmed inside of my unmoving plush body. I desperately hoped someone with more lust than good sense would pay whatever absurd price the shopkeeper put on me - and SOON! I had only been a plush shark woman for a few minutes and already the waiting was unbearable!
Fortunately, the world was hardly lacking for horny fools with heavy purses…
The End
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