Side effects may include: exclusive attraction to men

Since the witches had all taken their leave, you decided to wash up rather than sulk in self pity on the meadow floor. You made your way to the water’s edge once more.

Seeing your new reflection once more was still jarring. It was hard to believe that the potion hadn’t de-aged you when the face you saw was so much like your much younger one. Years of wearing a helmet and having a thick beard and mustache had protected your face from sun damage. Now that the facial hair and helmet were no more (the helmet no longer fit and the potion stripped the facial hair) you were left with a smooth young looking face.

You brought a hand to your face only to find out that your hands were quite soft as well. It would seem that the potion had softened all of your skin.

You shed the layers of now ill fitting armor and clothing. In nothing but your loin cloth you grieved the loss of your manly muscles in your reflection on the stream. The worst part was, this was a permanent change.

You figured that you may as well start to get used to your new form in its entirety. Reluctantly, you removed your loin cloth and became face to face with your diminished manhood once again. You thought about that sorcerer and his comment about your new form being ‘cute’. To your discomfort, your new little dick twitched. You thought that you must’ve gone too long without making love to a maiden for that jerk’s words to excite you on any level.

As you were moving your dick and balls to and fro, trying to find some angle that didn’t make them look small, you noticed that even your butt was perfectly smooth and hairless. Without really knowing why, you fetched your sword and squatted above it. You told yourself that you were simply taking account of your changed body.

With the reflection of your underside now accessible to you on the blade of the sword, you could once again see your little junk, but also two smooth perky butt cheeks. It wasn’t unheard of for a warrior to prefer the company of other men or younger men, but you had never seen the appeal. However now, curiosity had you by the balls.. or the buns, so to speak.

“What the fuck? Is this making me hard?” You couldn’t help but say out loud as your little prick hardened. At least it was 4.5 inches hard, but still puny compared to the one you had yesterday.

You stood up and got away from the sword, having an identity crisis. You paced around in a circle while your hard little dick stood at attention.

“It’s gotta be that I haven’t fucked in a while...” you said out loud yet again.

“Besides, it’s my own body. It’s not like I’m getting off looking at some other guy,” you justified.

You went back to hovering over your sword in the grass. Those beautiful butt cheeks were all yours and you could do whatever you wanted with them. You started kneading them with your hands. Getting even more curious, you spread your cheeks. You were shocked at the beautiful pink ass pussy you had. Not a single hair was to be seen on your pink hole.

Your finger started to tease your hole almost as if of its own volition, but you knew it was your curiosity driving it. You surprised yourself with an involuntary moan at that moment. You started to stick that finger inside of you.

If a finger felt this good, what would it be like to have a warrior’s member inside of you? You couldn’t help but wonder. You were instantly ashamed of that thought, but the pleasure outweighed the weirdness enough that you wanted to keep going.

You started pushing the finger in and pulling it out some, simulating what you do with a maiden. You felt your prostate throbbing, though you had no word in your vocabulary for that body part. You just knew that it felt more intense than fucking someone else.

As you fucked your ass with your finger, you saw the reflection of your penis again. It was pulsing and spasmed every now and then with the waves of pleasure.

Even though it felt awfully embarrassing to have your member reduced to this size, you found looking at it oddly stimulating. As if to reward you for pervertedly enjoying your new penis, a bead of precum started to pool at the tip. Normally you wouldn’t pay any mind to some pre, but you had the weirdest inclination and followed through on it, eating the drop from your non-fingering hand.

You closed your eyes and savored the taste of your own precum. It was sweeter than any fair maiden’s snatch. For a moment, before you could stop yourself, you fantasized about what it would be like to be in your former muscle bound body, fucking this sweet smooth body. The fantasy, combined with all of the sensations of your jerk off session made you spend your load. You moaned like a bitch in heat. Did you just jerk off thinking about fucking a man??