A sexy mage with something extra... (futanari content)

I turned to look at Amelie, eyeing her carefully. “You, um, won’t judge, will you?”

She tilted her head and raised her brows. “I don’t believe I have the capacity to judge you, Master. I shall remain loyal to you no matter what decision you make. Why do you ask?”

“No reason.” I looked back at the changing room’s mirror. I had a particular habit when playing roleplaying games, including tabletops like Dungeons and Dragons. If I was given the choice, I almost always made my characters female. It didn’t really have much to do with me believing I was female, and it wasn’t entirely about perviness; I did it primarily because I honestly thought chicks were just cooler. It was a matter of esthetics.

In this case I couldn’t deny it was mostly perverted reasons. One thing I had noted while being here was that I felt just as real as in the “real” world. This may have been the one opportunity I would get to see what it was like to be the opposite gender.

“I think we should start with basic physiology and phenotype.” Amelie said, breaking me out of my thoughts after a somewhat awkward silence.

“So, you mean like, my body?”

“Correct.” I could see her smile from behind me in the mirror’s reflection. “Let’s start with physical sex.”

This definitely was my opportunity. There was just one thing I had to know before taking the plunge. “A quick question, how egalitarian is Seradyne when it comes to the sexes?” If it were socially modeled after medieval Europe, choosing a female body might be a bad idea.

“Your predecessor took great strides to ensure that most of the kingdoms of Seradyne leaned toward egalitarianism. Obviously there has been some fluctuation in the world’s history, but all in all, the people of the world do not generally distinguish between the genders in any way besides sexual preference. The only real exception is a kingdom that is actually female-dominant and matriarchal, but it was intended to be that way.

“Even the Dark Queen’s empire is as egalitarian as a dictatorship can possibly be. In other words, being a woman in any part of the world will generally not be any more of a hinderance than being a man, the matriarchal society aside.” Well that was a relief. I was glad that my grandfather was a man of equality, especially given the generation he grew up in. “I assume this question means that you were considering a female body?”

“Yes actually.” I nodded.

I blinked in that moment, and suddenly felt much different. First off, I was naked, where I hadn’t been previously. Secondly, peering into the mirror I realized I had no penis, and on my chest was a pair of breasts, small, but present.

“Whoa!” I jumped, and then gasped when I heard my own voice. It had become a few octaves higher in pitch.

“Are you okay?” Amelie asked.

I examined myself more thoroughly. I was much more lithe, thinner, less hair in general. I felt smaller but looked about the same height. “Yeah, I guess so. It just surprised me.” My voice was actually kind of cute.

Closer inspection revealed that I still had hair in my armpits, legs, and pelvis, there was just much less density. I never shaved my body before becoming a woman, I suppose it would stand to reason that just flipping my gender wouldn’t alter that.

“Uh, can we like…” I struggled for a way to phrase what I wanted, “wax me up?”

“Pardon?”

Looked like my hint didn’t land. “Uh, get rid of the hair.”

Suddenly I had no hair at all, not even on my head or eyebrows. I gasped at my appearance. “Uh, I just meant on my body. I only want hair on my head and my brows.” Once again, my brown, messy hair was back, and I had eyebrows again. I sighed with relief. Experimentally I ran my hands over my skin. It was fantastically smooth, enough that I gave myself goosebumps.

I was beginning to love this more and more, but there was just one thing I honestly missed as I continued to look at myself.

“Um, another quick question,” once again, my new voice had nearly startled me, “how would people generally feel about women who had… um… a penis?”

“Are you considering it?” She replied. I nodded. “Seradyne is a world of magic, and it’s rife with physiological experimentation through spellcraft. Such an occurrence would not be unheard of, though it would be unusual. As far as sexuality goes, the rate of global bisexuality and pansexuality in Seradyne is vastly higher than in your world. Though it varies depending on species, for most of the races it is approximately forty percent of the population. Elves are the exception to this rule, being one-hundred percent bisexual or pansexual.”

That was interesting. “So generally, it would be okay?”

“Yes. If anyone had any objections to it, they would have nothing to do with the presence of a penis itself, they may only object to the method used, and that would only be in rare circumstances.”

“Okay then, bring back my penis.” After blinking my familiar, flaccid length was back between my legs. I couldn’t help but examine myself once more, I was a real life futanari woman now, I was pretty novel.

“Anything else you’d like to alter about your appearance?” Amelie asked.

There were definitely a few things. If I was going to do this, I may as well go all in. For the next long while, Amelie worked with me to sculpt my body into an image I had in my head. I decided to recreate a sorcerer character I designed for a campaign a while back. She had been my favorite character concept.

When we were done I looked completely different. My breasts were a bit larger, I instructed Amelie to make me a C-cup, which I played with for several minutes, serving as not only a sexy experience, but a surprisingly fun one as well. I was also much taller, standing at five feet and nine inches, seven inches taller than before. I made myself a bit more well-toned and was happy to discover that doing so had also made me physically stronger. Finally, I had given myself sun-kissed skin and sandy blonde hair that went down to my butt and that I kept in a high ponytail.

After adding the final touch of making my eyes glisten with an eerie gold color, I twisted in place and posed in front of the mirror, satisfied with the outcome.

“Damn I’m sexy now.” I also made my voice slightly deeper, to give myself a confident, sexy, womanly pitch.

“You do seem to have good taste, Master.” Amelie agreed.

“So, I noticed that when you altered my appearance to make me more muscular, doing so also made me physical stronger. So, my appearance isn’t just all looks, it can have an impact on what I can do, right?”

“That is correct, Master.”

I rubbed my smooth, feminine chin in thought. This character had been much more than just a mage, she was a sorcerer with dragon blood flowing through her veins. I wondered if I could recreate that concept in this world.

“So, what kind of special powers can I get?”

Amelie frowned a bit. “Unfortunately, that sort of depends on what kind of powers you want. There’s only so much I can do by altering your physiology.”

I then went into full nerd mode, describing to her that I was basing this appearance on a character concept from a roleplaying game, and in that game some sorcerers got their magic from having special blood in their veins. This particular character had red dragon’s blood, allowing her to manifest draconic wings, claws, fangs, horns, and scales. And I, of course, didn’t leave out the fact that they could breathe fire.

Amelie seemed to take all of this information in carefully and spent only a brief moment to think about it. “We could try to make that happen, but I must say I’m not sure what the results would be. Dragons exist in the Atlas, but I don’t think there’s anything in there about their blood mingling with humanoid races. I’ll see what I can do.”

After a moment I definitely felt different. Looking in the mirror I saw that my eyes had changed slightly, the pupils were slits instead of dots and I noticed that my peripheral vision was much better. My teeth had also been altered; my upper and lower canines were a bit longer and sharper-looking. My fingernails and toenails felt a bit denser.

“Well, something happened for sure.” I said.

Amelie nodded. “In addition to the obvious changes, it appears your bones are more than twice as dense as before, and while your skin hasn’t lost any of its elasticity or softness, it is much more difficult to penetrate. Not only that, you seem not only resistant, but completely immune to getting burned. You’ll feel the heat of flames and such, but won’t be harmed by it.”

“And the powers?”

“I am not sure, try to see if you can manifest them, just will it.”

I furrowed my brow and concentrated on my hands. Almost immediately, I saw my hands change their shape. They grew blood-red scales that crawled all the way up to my elbows, and my nails became black, longer, and thicker, looking more like claws now.

“Whoa! That’s so cool!” I made several excited swiping motions in the air. I was doing something I only thought possible in my wildest dreams. I concentrated again, trying to turn my hands back to normal, and they did so just as easily. Excited by the prospect of this, I concentrated my will to see if my other aspects could manifest as well. I was able to grow a pair of wicked, draconic-looking horns, make my teeth sharp, and even grow a pair of leathery, scaly dragon wings. There was just one more power I needed to test.

“Uh, so about the fire breath…” I looked at Amelie.

“Go ahead Master, you won’t destroy anything.”

I turned to a corner of the room without anything in it, just to be safe, and inhaled sharply. With a bit of willpower I exhaled and felt the heat of flames billowing out from my mouth and into the corner. When the breath was over I laughed excitedly.

I actually just breathed fire. I had crazy dragon powers.

“Well, it appears it had the exact effect you had intended. The creators of this roleplaying game must have been quite insightful.” Amelie said.

After playing around with my new powers for a while like a child who just got new toys at Christmas, I put my hands on my hips and turned back to Amelie.

“So, what’s next?”

“Clothes, I should imagine. I doubt you wish to traverse Seradyne nude.”

“I suppose that’s true.” I laughed. “But, um…” I trailed off, looking at Amelie’s body and her sexy curves, “maybe I should give this new body something of a test run before we start clothing it.” I had to admit, the rush of excitement from being a motherfucking dragon had somewhat worn off, but a new kind of excitement had started brewing inside me. I felt my cock start to stiffen.