The one on the roof.

The one on the roof seems the safest for some reason, so you will yourself to float into it. The instant you do you are wracked with pain as you discover your bones are shattered and a dagger is in your heart. Your magic flows through your new body knitting it together and you are able to yank out the dagger. Doing so lets you look down across yourself a bit and see a pair of rather ample pillowy breasts. “I thought I would be male.” You say weakly.

As you do a sort of question from somewhere asks, “Are you sure?”

“Ya.” You answer and the pain that rips through you causes you to black out.

When you finally wake up you blink a couple of times then realize that you actually feel fine. Eyes closed you tentatively feel your groin. Your hands feel very soft as you discover a rather tiny cock, maybe four inches and rather thin. “Well, that’s not exactly awe inspiring.” You say and decide you sound like a girl. Your soft hands find your face and neck and it would seem you have thin features and not a trace of an Adam’s apple, you do have a long sexy neck, you decide. You also have two ring piercings in the center of your lower lip, two studs in your right eyebrow, and a barbell in your tongue. Feeling lower your hands find your breasts are much smaller, still B cups at least and very soft, you can even press them flat with little effort. Your nipples after the attention are now rock hard in contrast, and are nice and suckable. Your tummy is flat, with very little muscle definition and your bones can sort of be felt under the skin. Returning to your little cock, that you can now tell is stiffening due to the attention given to your breasts. To your surprise it is growing a great deal and you can’t resist jerking off slowly to see how big it gets. The little guy swells up to double its size and you now hold a rather thick 8” pole. “Well isn’t that something.”

Getting to your feet you unconsciously lick the pre cum from your sexy little fingers, noticing you have on three golden chain bracelets and pink sexy nails, “Oh shit that tastes good.” A little finger in the ass and a bit more furious jacking and you are spurting ropes of sticky cum up into your eager mouth rather happy with your aim and volume. “Fuck that felt good.” You say grinning ear to ear. You are naked, unless you count a pair of golden anklets on your left ankle, a black gem capped stud in your navel, and a gold ring on the second toe of your right foot. The hair on your head is a simple pixie like cut that is very short, but long enough you can see it is light purple. Your toenails are pink to match your fingernails, and you decide you have exceptionally cute feet.

Looking around you find and pick up the dagger that was inside of your new body’s chest moments ago. Somehow you can tell it is magic, evil, and has poison in it. Carefully looking it over you find the pommel opens and a vial of green liquid is inside, “Wyvern venom. Nasty. Wait how do I know that?” Carefully you make your way to the edges of the roof and see no easy way to the street below. Looking out over the city you see it is a very old city made mostly of iron. The center of every street you can see is a grating with one inch holes from which you can hear the tormented wailing of poor sad creatures clawing at the holes in a futile attempt to escape. Walking the streets are all sorts of monsters, many of which you can somehow identify as to exactly what sort of devil or other horror they are. “So weird.” The sky above glows red like that near a forest fire, and the air seems heavy. “Well I guess I’m alive. Huh, I don’t think I have any magic anymore. I think I still understand it, but I don’t feel the tingle of a magic battery, or whatever, anymore.”

Suddenly a 9’ tall gray skinned devil, one of the guards of this city, you somehow know, appears a few feet from you. “What are you doing up here?” He asks, and you know he can see the truth.