Discovering the Secrets of the Throne

You had to admit, the power of the throne in Skyhold intrigued you greatly; granting the holder unlimited power over others, especially in perverse matters, was not something to be underestimated. As a mage yourself and an Arcane Warrior, you made it a habit to deconstruct the precise workings of any alien magic you encountered in your travels.

It was a delicate affair, balancing your time between orienting yourself with the Inquisition's command structure, its soldiers and modus operandi, and fucking Leliana in the ass - you abstained from her pussy for personal reasons.

And what you discovered was a treasure trove of knowledge that could very well upend society itself.

The workings of its magic were distinctly Elven in origin, perhaps from Arlathan itself. Of course, it eluded you why it was here in Skyhold, but you could only surmise that it was somehow brought to this location after it was lost in Thedas and exchanged between different acquirers.

And that was not all; right from behind the throne itself was a small false behind that concealed a magical token of sorts - a medallion emblazoned with Elven symbols - that radiated a magical trail leading to somewhere discreet.

Following that magical trail, you soon came upon an unassuming wall that glowed a bright blue when the medallion was brought near it, and behind it was a library of magical tomes that could easily occupy an entire Chantry's worth of space. Bookshelves neatly maintained and all their contents well-preserved, save for a gathering of dust that accumulated over time.

You soon learn how some of the Ancient Elves - possessing a fetish for fornificating with Humans - wanted to strengthen Elven genetics with complicated potions and formulae, and though they managed to achieve it, they never had the chance to implement it widescale before the fall of Arlathan.

Again, you had to wonder just how did this valuable knowledge manage to survive all these years. Did an interested collector painstakingly organize these books in the past?

You will never know. At least you can make use of it yourself, now.

Working throughout the night with a handful of trusted mages - Enchanter Fiona among them, you work to replicate the gene-enhancing work preserved in the library, experimenting time and again with various reagents and spells.

It was not easy work, but finally, you managed to create a realiable means of mass producing this substance. Soon, Elves will be able to breed Elven-looking children with Humans, and thusly no longer worry about reduced genetics.

"Good work, all of you," You said, "I believe all of you deserve a reward."

"We appreciate it, Inquisitor, but of what kind?" Asked Fiona.

"Good question," You said, "But before that, why not we have some willing test subjects drink the formula?"

In this instance, all the Elven mages drink the formula, each taking a flask and downing it in a few gulps. Before long, you notice some interesting changes; their breasts were enlarged, hips became wider and cocks became longer and thicker, much to the surprise of the others.

Having taken it yourself, you also experience your cock growing larger, and now it was a monstrous sixteen inches in length. Additionally, you felt a heat building up in your body, and the urge to slake your lusts.