Your mind swirls in thought as the voice beckons you to make a choice, eyes shifting from the shimmering blade to the glimmering chalice, both artifacts begging for your touch.
Taking a step forward, a quiet gasp slips past your lips at the distinct feeling of having stepped on something. Sliding your foot away cautiously, a faint glimmer of metal meets your curious gaze; a pair of rings; one the faintest hint of copper, the other a brilliant silver.
Dropping to your knees, small runic glyph-like designs lay etched into the exterior of the two rings; similar to the strange designs and patterns etched into the sword and chalice before you. Yet despite that, your eyes return to the rings; for they out of the two artifacts are what attracted your attention.
Wordlessly and thoughtlessly, you slip the two rings on each hand; the copper ring over your right ring finger, and the silver ring over your left middle finger.
Rising back to your feet, you examine your hands in slight admiration. While the two rings fit snugly on the fingers you had placed them on, a silent thought deduced that they felt a bit tight. Of course, you ignore this as your gaze returns to the two relics. The voice that had boomed through the cavern moments earlier had yet to respond to your discovery of the rings, so perhaps it still wanted you to choose?
Taking a step forward, you gasp as a small wave of heat hits your body, beads of sweat forming across your brow. You stumble at the sudden heat, unsure of how to process it, for the large chamber had been quite cool mere seconds ago. You bite your lip, as you feel a sudden stirring in your loins.
Arousal permeates throughout your body, skin growing soft and sensitive at the feeling of your clothes growing tight, especially around your crotch.
"W-What's… What is this?!" You cry out as you stagger forward onto your hands and knees. A gasp escapes your lips, the heat building up at your now shaking rear.
For reasons unknown, an indescribable pleasure washed over you, intensifying as your ass plumps and grows wider. A moan bursts from your clenched teeth as your bubbly rear strains the fabric of your jeans, the tight denim rubbing into your aching crotch.
Eyes rolling into the back of your head, pants and gasps escape your gaping jaw at the foreign sensations. A second moan slips from you as you practically hump the ground in need, the need for release flooding your thoughts. Thoughts clouded, all you crave is more.
Hair all across your body begins to tingle as it recedes, shiny black scales taking their place.
A gasp, followed by a loud and whorish moan resounds from you, balls contorting before you cum into your pants; staining your underwear and the denim fabric. With your mind overtaken by the haze, the scales spreading across your skin intensify in speed; starting at your arms.
The black scales consume your arms mercilessly, equally as black claws growing from your nails as you began to swing your growing ass in the air in carnal pleasure.
Within the haze, your gaze drops to your transforming arms; the spell of pleasure momentarily broken as horror overtakes you at the sight of your hands and arms steadily losing definition, growing skinnier and girlier.
Your hands clench and unclench rapidly, clawed fingers flexing madly at the sensations; and as if controlled by another, slash and tear your shirt to shreds to expose your chest.
You roll over onto your back, groaning as what little muscle definition you had begun to recede; your pecs and abs toning out and flattening, becoming more feminine. In lust, you run your hands across your scaled chest, claws dancing across your non-existent nipples. Tracing circles across your chest, another moan rumbles from your throat as two, large draconic wings flare outwards from your back, their interior a dull green. The two appendages practically cocoon you, your tongue hanging from your jaw as you attempt to flap and utilize them.
Scales spreading up to your face, a growing moan stops as your canines enlarged to a point where they stuck from your mouth, cramping your jaw. With a muffled cry your hands shoot up to your face, which began to protrude into a reptilian maw as scales fully consumed your face. Ears becoming scaled and pointed, black horns, not unlike your claws, burst from the back of your head; sending a searing pain and bursting your eardrums.
Hands clasping at your head, your reptilian maw hangs open as foreign thoughts flood your mind; thoughts of thick, draconic cocks; bulging canine knots.
"N-No…" You rasp, eyes dulling to an emerald green. "Stop…"
Without slow the changes resumed at your lower body, shattering the mental dilemma as the scales continued their onslaught of transformation. Your ass bulged outwards, growing even plumper than before as your cock lengthened; becoming a totem of barbed blackened flesh followed by your scaled balls growing from the size of grapes to baseballs. Draconic tongue hanging from your jaw, a roar escapes your throat as your tailbone extends and elongates, tearing the back of your jeans and growing outwards into a long and wavy tail, the black scales of your voluptuous and shapely ass reflecting the dull light of the chamber.
With a mind of its own, your tail darts to your legs, slipping your shoes and socks clean off your feet and tossing them away to make way for the final changes. Wails and lustful cries pour from your draconic jaws as your legs grow slender, hips growing wide to strain what little remained your jeans. Crossing your legs with a moan, your eyes clench shut in pleasure; growing feet becoming scaly, yet remaining plantigrade as black claws grew from your toes.
"D-Don't stop~!"
Giving in to your new form and attributes and clenching your clawed toes in lust, your hands dart to the bulge at your crotch in need.
Another wave of growth slammed your scaled member, the button on your jeans shooting into the air as your draconic dick slams against your scaled stomach upon tearing free, engorging and throbbing with frenzied desire.
Moans of whorish pleasure are all you can muster as rope after rope of white seed shoot into the air, drenching your black scales and lubricating them. Balls contorting all the while, your hands and feet flex wildly, tail whipping about as you writhe in your growing puddle of cum.
Reduced to mere droplets after an eternity of climax, your claws squish your scaled balls whilst you squish the tip of your tail between your scaled soles, toes curling as the blissful torture continues for what seems like an eternity.
Panting, with the haze driven from your mind you sluggishly rise to your feet, squelches resounding underfoot. You smile, claws of one hand dancing across your large ass that would no doubt put any woman to shame. Your other hand runs down the side of your hip in admiration, size further accentuating your rear. Your wings retract, draped over your back akin to a beetles wings.
Stretching, a yawn escapes you, your jaw stretching to the limit as you bask in the glory and newfound sensations of your new form. Your tongue hangs out to the side in pure, childish excitement, as you stretch your jaw before your eyes fall to the very reason behind your rebirth.
The rings at your hands glimmered faintly, and with a growl, you bury your face into them in what could best be described as affection; thanks for gifting you with your new draconic, femboy shape.
Lapping at what little of your seed remained coating your body, a nourished sigh slips your draconic jaws. Your head drifts to the two relics which still awaited your touch.
Although not before you hear the distinct sound of footsteps echoing throughout the stone walls of the chamber; your emerald eyes shifting to the entrance in momentary fright as a shadowed figure graced the room with its presence.
Even with your new form, you find yourself stepping back in incomprehensible fear. You were still a stranger here, and for someone, or something, to find you standing in a puddle of your own seed…?
Internal arguments and anxieties cease, as the figure is illuminated by the dim light of the chamber.