They regain their senses.

Both Astrid and Hiccup were lying on their back, panting exhausted. Their dicks were both flaccid, their pussies leaking heavily from their arousal (or in Hiccup's case, semen painting his thighs and pouring out of him).

Hiccup just laid there on his back, trying to process what happened.

He was just **** by Astrid.

With a dick.

As a woman.

Only he wasn't a woman, was he? Not exactly.

Astrid sat up, rubbing her eyes.

"Oh Gods, what happened?" She asked, having come down from her lust-induced high. She looked down and saw that she was naked, immediately covering her cold-wind bitten nipples in response.

"Why am I naked?" She looked down and saw the flaccid thing between her legs. "W-What, WHAT IS THIS?!"

She poked it for a moment, her cock twitching in response but staying deflated. She handled her predicament in the classic Astrid way: with ****.

Hiccup, feeling a powerful soreness in between his legs, suddenly felt a brand new form of pain as his naked shouldered were slammed against a boulder nearby, Astrid's left hand pinning him to the rock and the other holding her newly retrieved axe.

"You!" She shouted. "This is your fault somehow! I just know it!"

"Astrid... can't... breath!"

Astrid let go of Hiccup as she crumbled to the ground.

"You don't remember what happened do you?"

Astrid's face of confusion shifted to surprise, suddenly remembering what happened during her period of madness.

"What am I going to tell the village?" Asked Astrid rhetorically. "What am I going to tell my parents?! They've been wanting me to marry. They might have already set me up with someone, and I'll have to do the public consummation with... with... with THIS THING!"

Hiccup watched her pace back and forth, her new cock swinging slightly as she did, the shield-maiden to hysterical to really care about her nudity.

"They'll have me banished. They'll have me drowned! And this is all YOUR FAULT!"

"Excuse me?" Said Hiccup, fed up with her scapegoating. "I didn't make you come here! I didn't turn you into this! 'Oh no, I have a penis.' I've been turned into a girl!"

Hiccup gestured to all of him, his new womanly body much more obvious than Astrid's new appendage. Astrid's angry expression softened from 'rage of the gods' to 'spitefully indignant'.

"At least you could cover that up with your skirt. How am I going to explain all of this away? People are going to notice Astrid! I'm already a big enough disappointment to my dad as it is! 'Hey Stoick, your son is looking very girly today, you must be a very proud viking.' 'Oh yeah, I am. In fact, I just heard the other day that our best shield-maiden had a wonderful time **** HIM!'"

Astrid set her axe down, shame building in her stomach. Hiccup tried controlling the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes, his suddenly and magically shifted hormones working their magic.

"Sit down."

Hiccup looked to Astrid, who gestured him to take a seat by a hollowed log. Not wanting to argue, Hiccup took a seat, wincing as he felt the moss and bark beneath his naked body. Astrid went to her currently destroyed skirt, rummaging through it. Hiccup's eyes were glued to Astrid's butt, the blonde' hips swinging and cheeks a perfect curving shape, as she bent down as she reached for the skirt. Hiccup's arms immediately went to cover his half-erect erection. The erection almost died however when Astrid pulled out a small knife out of a scabbard hidden in the skirt, using it to cut a large strip of fabric from her discarded shirt.

"Turn around," ordered Astrid as she sat by Hiccup with the knife and cloth.

While he was worried about what she was about to do, he was more worried about what she would do if he didn't. She grabbed his grown-out hair and with her knife, cut at the brown hair strip by strip. Bits of hair fell down Hiccup's back and even over his shoulders until Astrid was able to cut it to its original length. She brushed her fingers through his scalp. His hair wasn't back to normal, but it was as close as she could make it. She was a warrior, not a mother.

"No," she said as Hiccup turned around, keeping him facing away. "Hands up."

Hiccup complied reluctantly, exposing his new mammary glands to the cold air before Astrid wrapped the cloth that was her shirt around them. She tightened the fabric, squishing Hiccup's new tits as close to his chest as close as Astrid could before she tied the fabric into place, having turned the ruined shirt into a make-shift bra.

"Tie them back and no one should notice."

She stood up domineering in front of Hiccup.

"If you tell anyone about this, I will make you a whole woman. Got it?"

Hiccup went pale, shaking his head frantically.

"Good. Oh and by the way..."

She hit him in the shoulder.

"That's for following me out here."

Before Hiccup could tell her that he wasn't following her, she suddenly applied a brief kiss to his cheek.

"That's for... everything else."

Hiccup's brain switched off again, his cheeks blushing as he touched the part of his cheek that she kissed.

Astrid walked away, covering her bare chest with the remains of her ruined clothes that was when he noticed...

"Hey, those are my pants!"

"You'll get them back later. You might want to go home before sunrise."