Two strapping young men? Last I checked one of us was a woman.

As Kurt took his hands away from the watch, and still moved regularly, I knew for certain I was dealing with the Extra-Convenient version of Time Stop. Kurt was clearly excited, at least enough to either forget how unsettling I looked or get used to it in general, as he sputtered “Well, what’re we gonna do first!? Claire’s here... did I get back at her in the future too!? We grew up in the same town together, and she still treats me like dirt...! Let’s make her pay! I wanna knock her up while she doesn’t even know it!” as he stood before the warrior girl, who I guess was named Claire, breathing heavily as he held his hands out expectedly, itching to touch her body.

I held him back, though, as I replied “Hey, hold on buddy, first let’s get one thing straight. You aren’t gonna knock up anyone, period.” and made one more mental switch to Kurt. One I thought would make things simpler for us in frozen time.

The mapmaker froze, shaking as he felt his body shift and change around him. When the Gender Swap was finished, in Kurt’s place was a girl about the same height, but definitely not the exact same body as the former manga protagonist.

Kurt had been pretty short, and that carried over into his new form as a girl. But the short hair he had was translated into something of a short bob cut, and his scrawny physique turned into a similarly small, but more femininely proportioned, body. Breasts had grown, albeit small ones, and his previously simple, kinda flat butt turned into a pretty nice slightly less flat butt. It reminded me of Jamie’s Swap, but with more features. Maybe because Jamie was already close to being a woman compared to Kurt? Or was it the fact that this is a world that runs on Hentai Conveniences? Honestly, it’s probably the nature of Mindslaver powers to be somewhat convenient.

The clothes were the same, of course, but I could tell how his body changed from how they hanged off of it differently. Immediately, Kurt shouted “W-What!? W-Why am I a w-woman now!?” while feeling over her, or wait, his new boobs...? I guess if he hasn’t stopped thinking of himself as a man, those’d be the right pronouns...

To make sure I avoid any future headaches I asked “Yeah, so I can also turn men into women and vice versa, do you mentally feel different though? Like is your self-identity still that you’re a man?” while letting go of, uh... their body. Neutral’s safe game when you’re not sure, I think. Kurt stepped away from Claire’s still frozen body and replied “W-Well, obviously even though I have a woman’s b-body, I still think of myself as a woman. Wait. No, I’m a woman, not a woman. Why... why can’t I say that I’m a woman? I mean, something’s keeping me from saying ‘I am a man’ when talking about myself... but I still wanna sleep with women... Why can’t I think of myself as a man...?” while slowly shivering in somewhat existential horror.

I explained “Oh, I guess when I swap someone, it makes sure they’re comfortable in their body by changing their Gender Identity too. Huh. Guess it really was a ‘Gender Swap’, and not just a ‘Sex Change’. That simplifies stuff. Doesn’t change your sexual preferences, though, so I guess I still gotta work around that. Oh, do you want me to use a different name for you, then?” with a hand on my chin in thought.

Eventually, Kurt settled down and answered “I... I am a woman. But... I’m still Kurt, I think...? I dunno...” which was understandable. Kamille Bidan from Zeta Gundam was unmistakably a boy, even if he had a traditionally feminine name.

I let out a sigh of relief as I said “Okay, cause the closest thing I could think of that was a girl version of ‘Kurt’ was ‘Courtney’. And I wasn’t sure what you’d be comfortable with. Anyways, I was thinking we should do some research about this world. I know I can speak your language, but I’m actually from a parallel universe that probably has a different writing system, so I’m gonna need you to read all the text we run into.”

Kurt seemed to shrink into herself as she replied “Okay, s-sure...” In hindsight, she probably had a hard time being ordered around all the time by those elf sisters. Well jeez, now I feel kinda bad for her. Scratching my head, I continued “Though, I guess since we’re in frozen time and are also immortal, we have the time to do other stuff if you want.” while trying not to let it slip how much her feelings were coloring my choices.

Immediately Kurt brightened up, suggesting “I know I kinda sound like a broken record, but let’s get back at Claire and those elves! I get it, you don’t want me messing around with people while time’s frozen, but could you do it instead? At least enough to get them good and embarrassed once time resumes, please? If you want, I’ll let you do stuff to my body too! I bet that’s why you made me change, isn’t it?” with an eye gleaming from within the bangs that still mostly covered her face like the old male hairstyle did.

Am I really that much of an open book? I guess even if I try to be moral or ethical despite these powers, my own desires and wants can’t help being acted on at least a little. But, seeing as the women in question were still kinda reprehensible, the elf sisters actually killing people offscreen I think, I didn’t have enough misgivings to avoid replying “Fine, sure, I’ll knock them up, but you gotta be involved too. I’m not gonna **** people at your direction by myself.”

Kurt couldn’t avoid giggling as she started stripping off Claire’s bikini armor, groping at the warrior’s body as she made out with her frozen mouth. When Kurt spread the stopped woman’s legs she gagged a little, and as the scent wafted towards me I remembered in this part that Claire had just come back from an adventure without washing her pussy.

“That should probably get cleaned. You wanna lick it?” I asked. Kurt shook her head “No way, it reeks! You lick it, if you care about it so much.” Shrugging, I went behind the tavern bar’s counter, looking for some kind of soap. As I did, I noticed the bartender, a pretty plain man in a stereotypical vest and bowtie one would expect from a modern-day iteration of his occupation. I had an idea for a test, and reached out with my mind, trying to establish a connection and enslave the bartender.

After a little longer than it usually took, with Kurt’s smacking lips sucking on Claire’s tits in the background, the bartender’s eyes got the heart-pupils. I smiled at yet another convenience afforded by the Stopwatch. With another thought, I swapped the bartender as well, resulting in an equally plain-looking female bartender, once again taking more time from my point of view to change. And, since I might as well, I also made the bartender immortal and a tireless servant.

“Holy cow, you can make your changes in frozen time too? I knew you could do it to me, but still...” Kurt said, still messing with Claire’s body. I could even see the inside of her legs get progressively wetter, despite being frozen. I replied “Well, I know the Stopwatch lets the people that use it move stuff that they touch, which then stays in place unless moved again. Peoples’ sensations stack up too while time is frozen, so the more you stimulate Claire the more she’ll cum once time restarts. I just had a hunch it worked the same way even with the mental changes I could do to people. Nice to see it works. But there’s still something important to test...”

I steeled myself, once again focusing on the bartender, and tried to sever the connection, freeing the now-female from my control. As the hearts disappeared from her eyes, I saw the bartender’s body switch back into a man’s. “So any alterations I make get undone once I release control... that makes sense. I only get to change my slaves, after all, so reversing my control would likewise reverse changes. So everyone really does need to be my slaves to stay immortal like me...” I muttered, before returning to Kurt, who was now fingering Claire’s pussy ravenously.

“The damn slut doesn’t have her hymen... I bet she slept with that battleaxe-wielder she was in a party with before...!” Kurt said, somewhat fuming as she went to town on her childhood friend’s snatch. I rolled my eyes “You know those can tear from physical effort, right? She probably lost it while training or fighting, jeez...” as I pulled down my shorts. As I started to line myself up with her, I noticed my belly didn’t stick out as much compared to the last time I was naked. “Oh, wait, that Golly-whatever guy also said I’d be fit forever too cause of the worm juice, in addition to the fresh breath stuff. Maybe it’s taking a while to kick in...? I still got a little bit of a gut from eating mostly Hot Pockets, after all.” I thought as I thrust into Claire’s pussy.

Like I suspected, it was a little easier to move in and out of her compared to the time with Zynthia and Mary, like my body was getting better at dealing with physical activity. As I got deeper and deeper into Claire with each thrust, I asked “So, you still want her to get knocked up?” Kurt started nodding furiously, almost drooling with desire as she started to creep her hand into her pants. She’s certainly getting used to being a woman quickly.

I sighed, saying “Okay, guess I’ll just do my usual then. Claire: Enslave. Immortality: On. Tireless Servant: On. Fertility: Max.” as the characteristic hearts appeared on her eyes. even with my marginally better physical condition, I still wasn’t that good at keeping myself from cumming, and within a couple minutes of the closest I could come to jackhammer thrusting, I exploded inside of Claire’s pussy.

As the cum started overflowing out of her pussy, Kurt stepped back in awe, asking “You... you made it so you could do that, right? That wasn’t your natural amount, was it?” with a jaw that still struggled to stay undropped.

While I pulled my still somewhat hard dick out of Claire’s slit, I answered “Yeah, I figured it’d be fun at first. Then one of my slaves started milking me with her crotch, and I had to push it way up just to keep pace with her... would you mind getting me a towel or something?” Within moments Kurt ran behind the bar and came back with a towel. Once I cleaned myself off enough to put my shorts back on without staining them, I asked Kurt “So, do you want to get knocked up now or later?”

She gulped, replying “Y-You can go ag-g-gain? Right away?” as her legs started rubbing together absentmindedly. I stared at her for a few seconds, before realizing I had neglected to explain things, exactly. “I have this option called Tireless Servant where I can make myself or a **** unable to be tired, making them not need any food, water, or sleep. Also make them immune to disease, but that’s neither here nor there. Cause I applied it to myself and raised my Cum Production up to astronomical levels, I essentially have no refractory period where I can’t get it up after having already cummed. Well, unless I get completely milked like that time I mentioned earlier, but even then it’s not much longer than a few minutes, half an hour at the most I estimate.” I clarified, removing my rapidly hardening penis from my shorts.

“Ah. I see.” Kurt answered, eyes vacant as she slowly lowered her pants. I said “You know, I made my own cum super fertile already, so I can just jack off and shoot it into your pussy if you’re nervous about having sex.” as I made some strokes to harden my penis further up to the usual level. In response, though, she just took a deep breath before answering “I said I’d let you knock me up if you took my grudge out on them, and I’d feel bad if I kept you from what you wanted in return” as she bent over a nearby empty table, pants off.

“... you’re alright, Kurt. I’m gonna make this as good for you as I can manage.” I smiled, as I bent down and started licking what I could of Kurt’s slit. It was still closed tightly, which made sense considering she hadn’t had the genitals in question before a few minutes ago. Using Kurt’s moans as a guide, I got her pussy wet enough that I was confident it wouldn’t hurt too badly on the first insertion.

Then I ate her out for about an hour or so after that. Once Kurt had shrieked out an orgasm for the sixth or seventh time, I figured that was a good starting point, and quickly thrust into her waiting pussy. It ended up being so wet that I immediately bottomed out with just the first thrust!

As I continued thrusting, I asked “So, how do you like a woman’s body?” “It’sh the besht...! Everyshing feelsh sho... ghood! I never knew dicksh could make shomeone cum sho much...!” Kurt answered, drooling all over the table as her face was mushed into it from her own failed attempts to stay upright in the midst of orgasm after orgasm. Well, nice to know the people I turn into women aside from Jamie won’t exactly hate having sex with me, at least.

Since I had time to recover, having ate Kurt out for at least an hour, I once again was soon about to cum, and before long I let loose my seed as far deep within Kurt’s depths that I could manage. Once I tried to pull out, I felt legs lock together behind me as Kurt pleaded “One more time... pleashe...?”

I sighed as I started thrusting into Kurt again, my fresh load spilling from her folds as I sawed in and out. I said “You know, you’re lucky I happen to also really like having sex with you. Aw, who am I kidding, I like having sex with every girl I’ve been with so far. I only stop cause I have other work to do...” as I sped up my thrusts. After a while, somewhat longer than the first time, I came inside Kurt again, ensuring she’d be pregnant with my child if she wasn’t already. Though, let’s be honest, she absolutely already was.

Finished, for now, I laid down on the table next to Kurt, face up as I noted “You know, you also did a number on some knight girls from the town in the story I knew you from. I forget their names exactly, but their leader’s a hobbit...? Does that ring any bells?” Breathing heavily, Kurt answered “Oh... I think they’re... the White Lily Knight Order? Why, did you want to **** them too...?” which made me wonder, honestly.

I had been trying to stay somewhat ethical, trying to treat the people I enslave well and making sure I do what they want. But Kurt wants me to do clearly kinda immoral stuff, like impregnate a woman who probably doesn’t deserve such a strong retaliation. I mean, Gwedillth wants me to enslave every demon that destroyed her kingdom, which I didn’t really have a problem with since they were clearly evil, but this? I dunno if any of this was warranted. But still, I impregnated someone and accepted an impregnation as payment for doing it. Am I still able to call myself a good person after doing all this?