Earlier that day:
Private Urmak was tired. It had been a long march into the forest, and although the strength potions would have helped they were of limited affect and as usual were being held in reserve until the unit entered owlbear country. He was also frustrated. Private Sharona, one of the few women in the unit, was marching beside him and was even prettier than usual today, but he was afraid to speak to her. She was not only pretty, but came from a branch of one of the city's ruling families, whereas Urmak came from a working-class family with a rather visible trace of orcish blood. Even though they were theoretically equals, he knew Sharona was destined for command, and he would be a groundpounder all his days. He didn't dare to speak with her, and usually consoled himself with elaborate fantasies where the two of them were the only survivors of an ambush and had to make their way back to the unit and she depended on him and the night before they made it back to friendly forces she. . .
His reverie was interrupted by Captain Mikos. "Men! Take your strength potions now!" Urmak and Sharona, along with the rest of the unit, reached for their flasks, removed the lid, and consumed the potion. Urmak braced for the sudden rush of power to his muscles that accompanied the strength potions the commander bought from the gnome. Instead, he felt something entirely different.
A rush of oneness with the nature that surrounded him. A feeling that he was not in the forest, but part of it, that his being extended into the grass and trees and animals. And a rush of unity with his fellow soldiers, even, and particularly Sharona. My sisters, he thought, even though over nine out of ten were male. Military hierarchy, social distance, none of that mattered as he felt love for all his comrades.
Such was the rush of new thoughts and sensations that he barely noticed that his body had changed too, to that of a voluptuous wood nymph. Urmak did feel different, though, when Sharona, whose body had also changed to that of a wood nymph, turned to her and said "So beautiful you are, my sister. Shall we make love?" She put her hand on Urmak's breast.
Afterwards, the nymphs played with the owlbears.
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"Oh" you hear from Dwezzo's room "If your latest idea is to turn me into your slut girlfriend, don't bother. My uncle is on the council of archimages, and he warned me you were getting the Chronivac. I've got protection against any transformative magic that has anything to do with the Chronivac or you. Seriously, get out there and meet some girls rather than trying to cheat with magic!"
Well of course he would say that, right? You press enter to transform him into your slutty redhead girlfriend with big tits. Then you hear a gnomish male voice say "Told you it wouldn't work, but I guess you had to try."