Alec slowly sat upright on his bed and looked behind him. He did like the feel of that big ass he'd made and he ran her hand over the soft flesh. He brushed her hand through her hair.
Now what? This wasn't really what he had in mind when he wanted to test drive his power, but it was still a very interesting experience. He looked at his own body on the floor and looked at the clock tower outside his window. He'd been Amber for well over an hour now. Much longer than when he was the harpy and wondered if there was a time limit.
He got up and looked at the bed. "You sure have made a mess of things Amber."
He held an arm across his chest to hold the large breasts and walked into the bathroom. He splashed some water between her legs and noticed the enlarged clit peeking out between the outer labia like a very tiny penis and then looked in the mirror. Amber's cute face with fat puffy lips looked back at him.
"I think I need to fix this if I want to do anything else."
"Minor morph self!" His lips shrank back and regained their normal flesh color, but the rest remained despite him wishing everything back. Probably a result of it being only minor.
Alec stared intently at the mirror, was this the size the lips first had? They seemed smaller.
He then proceeded to set her clit, ass and lastly and with a heavy heart her breasts back to what he guessed was her original size.
He put on the thong, pants and skirt he'd discarded earlier and struggled with the bra clasp. "Urgh, stupid thing." Finally he managed, but the bra dug into his breasts. Did he not set the size properly or did he mess up the bra?
He took the bra back off and simply slipped the sweater on, letting Amber's breasts hang freely. He felt the soft fabric on her nipples.
He went into the bathroom and washed the top he'd spilled his drink on earlier. He smiled as he realized he technically had Amber clean up the mess he'd made. He looked at himself in the mirror again and smiled mischievously. He splashed some water on the sweater he was wearing. He could feel the cold on her nipples and smiled as the wet fabric turned slightly translucent showing off the darker color of the nipple beneath.
He went back and tried his hand at magic a few more times. This simply wasn't going to happen. He didn't know anything about magic, nor did he know if Amber even knew any spells. He spotted the keycard belonging to Amber's room. Time for an investigation. He picked both it and the washed top up and went to room 101. Standing before the closed door of 101, he hesitated. No one was around, but this was a breach of privacy. But he really wanted to learn more.
The door clicked open and he slipped in.
He stood in a very small hallway. Amber's room was mostly the same, but slightly larger having enough room for a small table with 2 chairs and a bed large enough for 2 people. There was a small cabinet on one side of the bed. Her view was mostly the same as his, he could see the clock tower. A small bag was on the small table and a larger bag was on the large bed. Clothes lay around the bag. She must've been in a hurry to change.
He hung the wet top on the sink. Alec spotted his own reflection in the bathroom and blushed. Her sweater wasn't dry yet, good thing the hallway to Amber's room was empty.
He went to the smaller bag on the table. It was the bag she had when she left the market. He rummaged around and found some jars with weird colored liquids, a magazine on goblin culture, some stones and some herbs he didn't know.
He held a brown colored leaf aloft and waved it around. "Fireball?" Nothing happened.
Maybe she was more of a support wizard.
He searched the cabinet and found 3 books. One was a diary which he put right back. The other two looked more interesting. One looked more like a small tome.
Alec smiled as he sat cross legged on the soft bed and leafed through the pages. There was some stuff on the human body. He found some basic healing spells that he couldn't try now as he wasn't injured, but he tried to memorize it as best he could. He also found some spells he couldn't make heads or tails off. At least, he assumed they were spells. He did find some nice pictures of naked women and some pictures of naked men which just made him feel inadequate again.
He leafed through the other smaller book. There was some stuff about powers in here. He lay down on his belly and felt her breasts dangle down and rest on the soft mattress. He looked at them through the low cut neck and smiled. He jiggled them a little before going back to reading.
Most of it was about how to use them, which he now already knew. Apparently there were a lot of different powers, but all activated mostly the same way. There was no clear guidance on duration or strength. But there were some classifications, like minor and major and some powers that were outside of that realm. He assumed his possession was one of latter. There were powers which would specifically affect others, powers that would specifically affect oneself and powers that affected the surrounding area or animals.
He was bummed that there was no chapter on his own power, he'd love to read about that instead of going at it via trial and error.
There some conjecture about the powers and their relation to magic which he skimmed through. It was apparently a type of magic, but not really. Very vague stuff. Maybe he couldn't use the intelligence score of the body he inhabited or maybe this was just stupid and badly written. He sat back up and closed the book.
He put the books back where he found them and looked in Amber's clothing bag. He some clean clothes and underwear. Some light armor and a few knives. He pulled a large dagger out of the bottom of the bag and admired it. The sheath was pretty plain, but the hilt was a thick leather and on the pommel shone bright green gem. He unsheathed it, it was perfectly silent as he drew the blade out. It was perfectly maintained and gleamed in the light. Yet, looking closely he saw what appeared to be a greenish hue around it. It looked ridiculously sharp. He sheathed it again and put it back in the bag.
He glanced at the clock tower, he was going on 3 hours now. He became aware of a pressure building in his abdomen. Amber needed to pee. He'd already masturbated as girl, he should try this. "In for a penny, in for a pee."
He walked to the bathroom and pulled down the pants and pulled up the leather skirt he struggled to sit down. Quickly he got back up again and pulled the skirt back down as well. As he sat, he spread her legs and looked between them. He could see the toilet beneath her hairless pussy.
"Oh right, Minor morph self." A small bush of bright blue hair appeared.
And he let go.
Peeing sitting down felt mostly the same as when he did it as a guy. The most interesting part was that it felt shorter somehow. Like the time between the command "pee" and the act of peeing was somehow quicker with a vagina. But maybe he was imagining things.
He finished, brushed her pussy clean and left the bathroom.