Not like the Adonis you imagined

You glare at the five women, clearing your throat to speak with the same booming authority you had as the lord of the Jungle. You imagined yourself to be tall, rugged, and crust covered like a pioneer of old with a matching beard and muscles to match. Hopefully, the Humanity spell gave you that form.

"I am the..." You stop as soon as you hear your voice, the tone several octaves higher than you remember. Rather than having a deep, booming tone that echoed through the area, you squeak like an adolescent boy. You soon notice how much smaller you were.

Rather than tower over the women, you're a full foot shorter than Citranas. Looking down at your body, you're startled to find lush, milky skin wholly devoid of the slightest trace of muscle, hair, or excess fat. You still had hair that ran down to your shoulders as you requested, but it was silky smooth and straight while the beard you demanded was absent, leaving any region below your eyebrows helpless. The only remotely masculine thing were your genitals, which retained their monstrous origins. It seemed that by forgetting to state what kind of genitals you wanted, the skill opted to merge all the types together into two twin pillars of destruction.

Equipped at your crotch were 2 nigh identical slabs of meat that belonged to no species on earth. The base shape and size were one of a horse's, complete with the flared head and leathery sheath the species were known for. The bases had thick knots of a canine that seemed to swell with your heartbeat. Beyond the base were a number of rigid 2 inch spikes studding the leathery sheath, the decorations making themselves known with your arousal. The most notable mutation, however, was your shaft itself. Rather than having "normal" spikes, you found every inch of your shaft was studded with retractable green tendrils that shifted and rubbed at the air, eager to explore the depths of any woman lucky or unlucky enough to taste your new mare mounted. Nestled underneath were a pair of orange sized testicles eager to spill their seed, the residual aphrodisiac still affecting your body. Luckily, you no longer produced it passively, and Citranas would at least hear you out before molesting you again.

"Verdi? Is that you?" Citranas asked nervously, covering her breasts and crotch with her hands as she took in your new human form. Sadly, such attempts at modesty were pointless, considering you knew every inch of her, and that the oversized cock and milky breasts she now sported were far too large for her hands to conceal.

"Yes. I am the one you call Verdi. Now, I have been patient, but even I have my limits." You say, your words lacking the power or authority they once had as the girls looked at you not with awe or fear, but with the eyes of an older sister to a younger brother. Even Asriana seemed less afraid of you now that they saw your human form as what could best be described as Ariel with some hair dye. In one fell swoop, the respect you inspired as a sentient jungle were gone, replaced by a face of a literal angel.

"So, you evolved just now?" Citranas asked.

"I have been sentient this entire time! I was hoping you would eventually release me, but after your little stunt modifying my body to create aphrodisiac innately, I realized that I had to stop this madness immediately!" You snap as Citranas nervously scratched her neck.

"I had it under control." She said as you walk forward and poke her chest, summoning a moan and a torrent of milk from her.

"You've spent a quarter of a year doing nothing but consummate with me and Asriana, modifying your body against my wishes. Had I not held back, you would be a mindless seedbed with a chest rivalling the mountains and a shaft twice that!" You remind as Asriana let out a gasp

"We've been here for 3 months!?" She said in disbelief, completely losing track of time within the domain world.

"Yes. While I do not deny that the time was pleasurable, I believe all 6 of us have responsibilities to the outside world." You say as their expressions stiffen. Sex was great, but you assume saving the world took precedent. And for you, staying alive and mostly sane was your main priority.

"So, if you could talk this entire time, why stay quiet?" Citranas asked.

"I am a remote mountain entity. I avoid Humanity since you will exterminate me at first sight. I would prefer to avoid conflict if possible, so I feigned ignorance hoping you would tire of me, and release me." You say as Citranas glares at you, studying your face for deception.

"So you aren't an agent of darkness?" She asked cautiously. Since you were unsure if she had a lie detection skill like the archbishop, you decide to avoid making any real claims.

"If I were an agent of darkness, would we be speaking or breeding right now?" You ask, the question more than enough to sway them. It seemed to convince everyone present that you weren't Carnachias' pawn. Upon hearing your answer, Citranas trots over to her clothing, desperately trying to stuff her newly grown endowments into the outfit, the perverse arch imago now blushing like a tomato realizing you weren't just a biological dildo.

"I-I understand Verdi. You could have hurt us. I'm sorry for abducting you." She said as you spotted the rest of the elves sheepishly dressing themselves.

"It is fine. Mistakes of the youth are to be forgiven. Now, do you perchance have any outfits I may wear? I believe my form is quite distracting to you all." You say, staring at the flailing tentacles studding your cock.

"Of course! I'll get you something to help you!" Citranas says, trotting into her estate as you ignore the lustful gazes of Asriana and her subordinates. Citranas soon returns with a thin button up shirt and trousers that were likely hers. Donning the shirt and trousers, you silently curse to find both of them too large for you. As you try to stuff your still aroused genitals into your pants, you feel Citranas put her hand on your back. You suddenly feel a burst of magical power on your back."

"What are you doing?" You ask, slightly afraid as you feel something dissolve into you.

"There's an archipelago of islands off the mainland that use these familiar talismans to bind monsters to mages." Citranas answered casually as you stare at her. "Of course, you need to either weaken the monster or have a huge level difference to bind them to you." She explained, adding salt to your injury. She's spent months wasting mana modifying your body, concocting potions, and experimenting, and she was STILL stronger than you!?

"Did you just bind me to you?" You ask, flabbergasted at the mage's actions.

"Don't worry, it means that you'll be marked as my familiar. If you're ever hurt, I'll know and summon you right by my side." Citranas answered cheerily while patting you on the head.

"Why!?" You ask, still shocked at what just happened.

"I know you're not a bad monster like Ruya, but unlike her you're super weak. If I let you out, you'd die in an instant." She said as you think about her words. She could, at any given time, spawn you next to the 4 people most likely to kill you without warning and you could do nothing to stop it.

"I do not need such trivialities." You say, the impact of your words lost on your effeminate body. "Why do you care for the well being of a monster you barely understand?" You ask, hoping to remind them that you were, in fact a tentacle monster.

"Because you could revolutionize alchemy with me!" Citranas said while grabbing your hands, sparkles in her eyes. "Think about Verdi! I could never have to go out and gather reagents ever again! I can just stay here and have you make them! I won't have to go on journeys for my research anymore! We just need to level you up and evolve you some more so you can produce some actual quality reagents!" She said, her words stinging as you heard them. Quality reagents? You were intermediate grade at least!

"Arch-Imago, is that really the best idea?" Asriana chimed in, hoping to save you. "Improving a monster's strength and one of his capabilities seems dangerous." She said as Citranas shook her head.

"If he wanted to just mindlessly breed us, he would have. Plus, a familiar cannot harm their mistress. I'll be fine." She said as you panic. This nutjob was seriously keeping a tentacle monster as a pet!

"I wish to be alone on my mountain! I know the world of man shall end me one day! I have no wish to die for a cause I care nothing for!" You stumble out, hoping to appeal to her humanity. You hadn't killed a single person, so taking you into a city was a **** sentence for you.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure they treat you just as well as we treat Ruya! Anyone attacking you will deal with me!" She says cheerily as you go pale. You'd gone from the oil and into the fire. You were now adventuring in the hero's party as villager A. "Plus, I completely understand not wanting to die for the world. I don't want to die either, so we'll run if things get dangerous!" She added, only serving to twist the knife in you.

"You promised to keep me secret!" You say indignantly, abandoning your previous way of speaking while stomping your foot. "You should keep that promise!" You say as Citranas raised a finger.

"I promised to keep the monster I found a secret. I don't see a monster here, only my new HUMAN apprentice!" She said with a grin.

"Th-they'll ask questions like where you found me!" You stumble out, looking to Asriana for help. The elf merely looks away, unable to speak up in your favor.

"I found you on a nameless mountain. You saved Rohan and his men by giving up your recovery potions. I've spent all this time experimenting with you and lost track of time! Even Elmeria couldn't see something wrong with that story." She says while you think of any other excuse to be released.

"G-God's Eye! My name is the Tentacle **** Mountain! I-I'm a scary monster! Anyone with God's Eye will know what I am!" You say as Citranas stares at you with a serious expression. Her eyes glow gold for a second before smiling and patting you on the head like a puppy.

"All I see is an alchemist named Verdi." She says as you cast God's Eye on yourself.

Name: Verdi

Class: Alchemist (lvl1)

Race: Human

Skills: Horticulture, intermediate alchemy, God's Eye, novice ice magic

New message!

Curious as to the message, you focus on it to show a text box in front of you.

"Hi anon, Ariel here. If you're reading this, then you must have used the Humanity skill. I decided to upgrade your Humanity skill by mixing it with Enoch so you'll always be at peak male performance! AKA, you get to have a class and some minor traits and stats from your monster form when you transform plus a bod just like yours truly! Can't **** if the ladies consent to it, right? Didn't realize you couldn't read any of the papers, so you're probably just a decent guy who got caught up in this mess. Enjoy the freebie! PS, Carnachias is a HUGE ass when it comes to names, so I'll have your card auto update with whatever name you choose. -The Best Guardian Angel, Ariel"

You know you swore to protect churches and avoid harming innocent humans, but Ariel was neither innocent nor human. He was going to rue the day he cursed you with this skill! What good was a skill to turn human if you were restricted to fem-boy bodies!?

"When the mutagen wears off, we'll go on an adventure to level you up Verdi! Then when you're big and strong, we'll stay here and experiment together! It'll be great!" Citranas says, giving you a big hug as you throw **** glares at Asriana and her friends, each of them avoiding eye contact with you.