Bandits

A gruff voice rang out to the six adventurers, "Alright! Your money or your life! You know the drill."

Suddenly, they were surrounded by eight men and women looking ready for a fight. Lauren kind of thought about laughing actually. Bandits might be stronger than the regular folk but those that delved dungeons for a living were an entirely different class. This would be a slaughter unless Isabelle and Temerity convince Vorka and Jasper to make it merely a sound thrashing.

Isabelle was thinking much the same, "I don't think you want to do this. Listen, I know times are hard but we could find you steady employment and-"

The leader was not yet aware that he was out of his depth, "Eh? I don't think you get the danger you're in."

At that, Jasper snickered. Some of the bandits started to seem unnerved at the fact that none of the adventurers were unnerved. One of them whispered, "Boss, maybe we just hit the next group."

Temerity drew her sword, "You're not 'hitting' anyone else ever again."

Isabelle sighed, consigned to the **** that would follow. That was when Lauren had an idea.

It was a simple idea, one he should have thought of earlier: Make a wish about the bandits. This was the perfect time to use the ring for good. These bandits would die if he didn't wish for something. He thought quickly as everyone was taking combat stances. Just as the first sword clanged with a spear, Lauren spoke out, "I wish that these bandits were actually all beautiful women coming to us to talk about getting prostitution jobs at the Rollicking Cock."

It was a bit wordy, though it seemed no one heard it over the din of fighting. As he finished the wish, Lauren saw the world change around him. The gruff leader lost his beard, then grew skinnier and shorter. His figure changed and soon she sported a new set of double D breasts. Her clothing too shifted from hard boiled leather armor to a softer leather that could never be used for combat but showed off every curve on her body. The rest of the bandits were going through a similar transition, the women doing so faster than the men. At the end, eight beautiful women stood around the group. They all wore skimpy outfits of various degrees. One outfit emphasized the breasts while another focused on the butt. One of them had an outfit that basically covered her nipples, vagina, and ass crack and that was it. Lauren smiled.

"So, do we have a deal?" The former leader asked anxiously, her voice now breathy and sensual.

Isabelle looked at Temerity and Vorka. Both nodded. She turned back, "We'll have to see if you are good lays. Ladies, pick your targets."

Vorka took the two largest women to fuck. Isabella handled three of the more nervous ones, making love to them as she assured them of their ability. Temerity had intercourse with the last three, enjoying it greatly. After their lovemaking with Temerity, the three women seemed somehow even hornier. After all was said and done, Isabelle smiled broadly and said, "The Rollicking Cock will take you, trust me."

As the eight women went on their way to start their new lives, they promised that the party would get their services at the highest discount the brothel would allow. Ilya, who had been reading her spellbook while all of this occurred, finally closed it and said, "May we please be on our way? We are already hours into the day and we have not even reached our destination."

The party got on their way.