Freaky Faerun, A Genderswap Story, Part 2

"Sounds like they're murdering each other up there." Khadgar sighed, wearily distracted from his arcane research. His spellbook was open on the table before him, the candle burning low, papers and tomes and scrolls from his pack and bag of holding scattered out around in a rough semi-circle.


Taniel looked upwards, the shaking ceiling causing him to wince. "Shouldn't we help or something? They are our friends." Taniel sat cross-legged opposite Khadgar, a circle of holy salts around him, and a small incense burner burning in the corner. He had been trying to commune with Sehanine, his goddess, all evening, but she seemed to be particularly unresponsive this evening for some reason.

Khadgar snorted. "Trust me. I have been keeping an eye on them with Arcane Eye. They don't need our help." Khadgar's eyes seemed to mist over, and he smiled wickedly. "Nope. Theyre doing very fine." He smirked.

Taniel frowned. "Wise Khadgar, you know I respect you in every way, and defer to your seniority-"

"Oh save it, butt-licker. Heh. Butt-licking." Khadgar seemed to find something amusing, before snapping back into the room, his eyes back to normal.
"Whatever. I've found at least 4 or 5 ways we can deal with the Belt, but nothing that wouldn't render it...difficult to sell on. Any luck with Her Upstairs?"

"None so far. I have some knowledge of the Belt and how it might be...removed...but I can't imagine how that knowledge would be useful here." Taniel blushed, looking around shyly.

"Oh? Whatever. I think I can guess." Khadgar mused. "Sehanine is associated with fertility, is she not? I wonder...Perhaps there might be other effects this belt has. Maybe it might be useful to us in some capacity after all?"

"I...I can't really see how. You said yourself, wise Khadgar, best to simply sell it to the merchants, and use the gold to finance worthier pursuits."

"Yes, worthier." Khadgar shifted. What he considered worthy and this goody two-shoes cleric thought was worthy were rather far removed.

Suddenly the noise from upstairs stopped. The silence proved more disturbing than the racket. Khadgar frowned, then burst out laughing. "Oh, my. If only you could see this."

For all his hero-worship, the cleric found Khadgar's levity in this situation very off-putting, and a tad upsetting. It was his moral responsibility, surely, to ensure the welfare of his companions?

"Forgive me, elder, but I cannot sit here and meditate when my friends could need me. I must go." He rose and stormed off, blushing furiously. Sometimes Khadgar was just so infuriating. He was nothing like the elves that had raised Taniel, or he had looked up and wished to be just like all his life. And yet...Khadgar's slender, inhumanly perfect face, his perfect pointed nose, the curve of his lips, the perpetual smirk of someone who knows theyre superior...

Taniel shook the thoughts from his head. No. That way lay madness and abomination, he was certain. Besides, Khadgar could- no, would- never reciprocate.


Taniel stormed up to the room, and slammed the door open. "Is everyone alright? Oh...Sehanine preserve us!" He exclaimed.


The sight before him was almost too much to comprehend. Grobknar was male again, powerful, muscular, rippling muscles up and down his hairy chest. His huge, erect penis stood proudly, and he was holding it one hand, jerking it, whilst he held Skeever's head with the other. Looking down, he realised with a start...no, was it Skeever? It must be!

Kneeling before Grobknar's huge erect shaft, was a scrawny woman with a mess of tawny golden-grown hair, hazelnut eyes and plump lips. She wore the same ragged tunic that Skeever did, which was pulled down now to her waist, exposing shapely C-Cup breasts, and hard, pert nipples. She seemed to be moaning, one hand slipped down into her leather longjohns, pleasuring herself with wet squelching noises, the Moonbelt glowing fiercely.

"Gods above! It seems the Belt is even more potent...but that can only mean...you...oh gods..." Taniel watched with horrified, open eyes. The Belt was powered only partly by the magical energy of Sehanine's Moon. It was also activated by sexual energy. Indeed, it could warp even a person's sexual preferences, so that they desired more sex, regardless of the source, to keep gathering that energy for the Belt's power.

Despite his own ardent male heterosexuality, the new, transformed Skeever, like the female Grobknar before him, found himself irresistably drawn to satisfy his new body's urges.

Grobknar grunted, moaning as the female Skeever began to deepthroat his hard, dark-green phallus, shlurping and running her pink tongue along its glans, teasing and tickling with precision.

Taniel found himself unable to tear his eyes away, as Grobknar gripped tightly onto Skeever's hair, pulling her back and forth on his meaty shaft, facefucking her as she jilled herself, desperate to find release.

"Suck harder, bitch!" Commanded Grobknar. Skeever, already desperate for release even before the belt had been affixed to him, was now lost in desperate need. "Omfgh!" she attempted to speak, but Grobknar simply fucked her harder. Finally, letting go of her hair, he gripped her pert breasts, riding her face as she gargled, breathing through her nose.

Finally, unable to hold himself any longer, the half-orc barbarian let loose with a shout of triumph, the power of his cum splattering deep down the rogue's throat, and all across her more shapely face and button-nose.

She wiped the cum, coughing, spluttering, spitting out huge gobbets of cum. "Gods damn it..." She moaned. "I'm still horny!" She ripped down her leatherjohns, revealing her wet, glistening hairy muft, her fingers wet and manically drilling her sex.

Grobknar fell back, sated at last, his cock falling limp. "You were a good fuck. Many months have I needed such release." He grunted, grinning, sighing from the force of his ejaculation.

Maddened with lust, Skeever fell at Taniel's feet. "Please, elf! You must give me release!"

Taniel backed away, uncertain how to respond. The human woman moaned. He felt a little flattered at being called an "elf", but still, he had never thought- i mean, women- human women- It all seemed rather...icky.


Skeever grabbed at Taniel's own trousers, undoing his belt-clasp. "Hey! Stop that! Keep back!" he said feebly, feeling her warm, feminine hands grab hold of his small manhood, bringing it out.

She raised an eyebrow, suprised. "So small?"

The half-elf reddened.

She shrugged. "Whatever. I need this too much." She began to jerk gently on his member, pulling it back and forth in slow, steady motions. She pulled him down to her level, and Taniel barely resisted, his meagre strength leaving him. "Please...stop.." he said, feebly. He could cast his spells, ward off this intrusion but...He looked deep into her eyes, and saw some spark of the real Skeever, and felt deep embarassment at his abominable thoughts. The human rogue had never been that attractive when male, but he had had his charms....

Taniel felt his cock hardening, despite himself, and the belt glowed, sensing his need.

He alone could see the tendrils of energy reaching out from the glowing Moonbelt, snaking from Skeever to him, stirring his lusts.

"Ah...no...damnit..." He feebly swore.

Skeever smiled, and began to tug on him more fiercely, bringing him to a full, proud erection.

"Uhh...Please...enter me, brave cleric...Tend to my need..." She sighed, her wet, lubricated hands guiding his ready penis into her. He gasped, as he slid into her. She worked her hips, easing him inside her. The pressure on him was intense, for he had never felt anything like it. Stammering and stuttering, he felt the urge to press on, and pressure already building inside of him.

"Please...fuck me...fuck me hard!" She commanded, growing fierce, producing a dagger from her sleeves. He gaped. "Don't you pull out you piece of shit! Hammer like Moradin hammers fucking adamantium!" She swore, pulling him with her free hand, pushing him close into her. He could feel Skeever's breath on his neck, feel her soft, warm human body beneath him, her breasts pressing close to him.

He felt also her knife pressing against the back of his neck, urging him to probe deeper and deeper into her. He felt his cock hardening, pushing and rubbing against the sides of her deep well, her warm honey encasing him and driving him mad.

"Yes! Yes! Oh, Sehanine, yes!" He began to fuck her wildly, humping her enthusiastically, wiping that smug grin off of Khadgar's face, showing that fucker that he was superior, that half-blood or no he had greater power. He imagined slipping inside his perfect elven butt, humiliating him and violating him completely.

He groaned even as Skeever squealed, her brown ringlets bouncing as they fell back onto the bed, her legs locked around him, his face buried in her breasts, imagining burying himself in Khadgar's pert ass. He licked, groping and kneading her boobs hard, and Skeever squealed, revelling in his new found feminity, just gratified that she could find sexual release at last.

"Oh...I'm so close...don't stop! Hnnngh!" She gulped, struggling for breath, as the half-elf became frenetic, fucking her with increasing ferocity, untill, with a great heave, he exploded deep inside her, his seed torrenting forth in short globby bursts.

Skeever shouted loudly, a wordless sound of utter ecstasy, dropping the knife and grabbing Taniel hard as she shuddered and bucked with intense, chained-orgasms, rippling through her body.

"Finally...fuckin' finally..." She slumped back, even more exhausted than Grobknar, letting the cum seep out of her thoroughly bruised, but sated, pussy.

Taniel simply looked at his dribbling cock, shocked, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He'd...he'd done it with a woman. A Human woman at that! He should feel elated, he supposed, but all he could feel was disappointment. But for a moment, a pure blissful moment, he had been inside...no, he shook his head. Was that really his desire?

He frowned. Perhaps? Maybe there was a way for him to enjoy that level of bliss, that sexual ecstasy. Maybe he could find joy in Khadgar's arms after-all...


===END OF PART TWO===