After a how bath and a fresh new set of clothes, all purchased with Aaron’s overfull bag of coin, the three were all gathered in the nicest room at the inn. Aaron sat in a large wooden chair, sipping a flagon of mead while Steph and Ty sat on their respective beds, exhausted. They both had their dickneck-ed heads resting on their laps as slotting them into their upper cunts, while seemingly practical, was also so stimulating as to make it near impossible to remain there without cumming several times as the hours ticked by. Instead, they had resorted to using some freshly purchased socks to cover their cocks and a second set of under garments to cover their upper pussies, and yet a third pair for their chest butts.
The three friends united once more, relaxed a bit as Steph and Ty recounted their adventures thus far up until Aaron had come and found them. Aaron listened in rapt attention, his eyes never leaving the two as the explained their story. At the end, he set down his flagon and let out a heart laugh, making his massive tits jiggling ridiculously.
The barbarian woman stood up and clasped Ty on the shoulder. “Sounds like you two had it pretty rough, but I am glad you are all safe. I’m curious though, because from the way you tell it, it seems you arrived here well after I did.”
Ty raised his head up to look at Aaron. “Really?,”, he said, “I had figured we had all gotten here around the same time…”
Aaron shook his head vigorously. “Nope, not at all. I’ve been here at least four months or more by my estimate. When I first got here, I landed in some icy mountain village, all full of burly chicks and dudes, viking looking people.” He said as he say back down and resumed his drinking. “I was still my male character back then, all gruff and handsome you know.”
Ty looked Aaron up and down, unsure how to proceed. “So, how did that turn into this then?”, he said, gesturing at the muscle bimbo body Aaron now sported.
He smiled, “Well, that’s several stories, but I figure we have time to tell them..”
“The people in the village helped me get my surroundings and taught me how to fight. Seems my characters background made me a natural, and in about a week I was a pro. And after I got good at fighting, I figured I would pay back the people that had helped me out.”
“So there was this evil sorceress that had been kidnapping the women of the village, and I decided to quest to get them back. Well, I did. You know, went to the ice castle, fought her yeti knights, bedded the dragon warrior defending the dungeon, and found the women, Only, they had become, well, dumb bimbos. Turns out the sorcerers was a pretty fucked up lady and she was trying to make a weird ass harem with some potions, magic, and unwilling men. So I fought her, she cast some magic on me, but I managed to do slay her before she could fully complete the spell. Instead of becoming a dumb bimbo, I just had the body of one.”
“After that, I was kind of screwed. The new body I had was not fit for fighting, so I left after I defeated her. After traveling for a bit, I ran afoul of this alchemist guy, real piece of work. Thought I was some dumb blonde and tried to wipe my brain with a potion. Well, I managed slip him the potion instead and made off with his most powerful concoction. Thought it was supposed to make the one who drank it into a powerful warrior, turns out it was to turn one into a powerful lover, but it did more or less what I wanted to anyways. The drink made grow taller and gain a ton of muscle, but it also gave me this huge dick and a massive sex drive that I only learned to control later.”
“So then what about the tits?,” Steph asked. “Were they just that big to begin with?”
“Almost, but no. Got these bad boys from a pair of twin witches. By the time I encountered them, I had gotten something of a reputation as a powerful adventurer, and also that I carried a lot of gold. They were desperate and knew they could never take me in a fair fight, so they tried to transform me with some dark flesh magic. However, I had just the day before bought a powerful amulet of warding,” he pointed to a red jeweled necklace that hung between his prodigious cleavage, “and this sucker can reflect or redirect most transformative spells.”
He then unclasped the thing bra, letting his tits hang by themselves, revealing a hidden secret. Ty and Steph gasped as they saw not nipples adorning Aaron’s breasts, but large feminine lips, each one gagged by a strange flickering sigil. “Not sure what they intended, but the spell backfired and the two got turned into my tits. I keep em magically silenced so I don’t have to deal with their pouting and requests, but they are pretty fun to let loose every now and then. And they get hungry too, which is kind of a pain, but I enjoy it as well.”
Steph sat up, his head resting in his lap, “What the hell? What do they eat?”
Aaron laughed and removed the sigils from the lips, each one gasping and licking it lips. “Let me show you,” he said…