Author: Truetocaeser

The Rebis Inn part 2: The Sauna [Gender swap][FFMM]

(Consider this part two for my previous post regarding the Rebis Inn, where your gender is what you decide~)

After such the exciting welcome, it was time to actually leave my room and introduce “Megan” to the world. At least this isolated shard of it. I found that once again my heart was thrumming with anxiety. With a deep breath, I imagined myself back in the board rooms and convention halls I was so often pitching in. It was oddly relaxing, like the whole “imagine them in their underwear” trick. I wasn’t exactly a hard sell either, given the changes that occurred and tight bikini I ordered. My pert nipples looking like they wanted to bore straight through the fabric with how hard they were. “I’m still in control. You got this, man.” I told myself before opening the suite door. The hall was empty, this was a fine start. I closed the door behind me and began the long walk down and out towards the hot springs Kurt pointed out. Read more »

The Rebis Inn [Transformation][Male to Female]

My name is Thomas and I’ve spent most of my fifty years on earth running scams and actual businesses alike. I was about 6’2”, with a body I kept in great shape. I was tan and had short black hair, barely licked with the grey of age. But all of that would change. I started out as jovial and trustworthy man I’m sure, sincerely trying to be the legitimate. As time wore on however, I guess I just got harder and more slippery. When I look back, I honestly can’t fathom all the failures scams I’ve gotten away with. I became synonymous with a commanding presence, and hard to approach no doubt. Don’t have to worry about employees in a grift right? Maybe it was just a midlife crisis, but it felt like every day the walls closed in further and further. I felt tired, sore and hyper aggressive. No amount of booze, hunting, women or even the odd man could calm me down for long or take away the sense of unease in my own skin. So, with nothing to lose and a new pamphlet courtesy of a friend, I booked that fated excursion. “Change your gender with just a pill? Even the queers wouldn’t buy this one.” I remember scoffing, but my friend wasn’t quick to pitch bullshit, plus he agreed that some mountain air may still be nice while I’m crafting my next plan. Read more »

The Second Trial of Our Prince; or Pleasing the Hoard [MMFF+][Non/Dubcon][Fantasy]

(Sequel to another story I decided to write earlier. check my profile.)

The goblins of Redwood laughed and chattered in their indistinguishable tongue as they worked. Hand over lingering hand to deliver the former prince to his new home. Luxurious furs and blankets lined the floor, scattered with pillows. Dozens of goblins looked hungrily over the sleeping beauty in their hands, still stained with the mud and cum from before. His cock flaccid and his rear entrance still spasming from the orc chief’s intrusion. With a clap of the hands, Zaal had Nikolo stripped. Goblin males and females went to work cleaning him up and binding his hands. They painted his face with makeup and his lips shone a ruby red. His chest was bound in such a way as to make the remaining muscles of the soft and lazy prince point out like small perky breasts. His wounds were tended with healing salves, especially his throbbing star. Read more »

The First Try; or Princely CUM-uppance [High Fantasy][Long Read][Warning:NONCON][MMMM]

“God’s forbid I get a break, eh?” Nikolo growled to himself, his face red and breaths labored. Blood ran down towards his head, his vision still blurred from the sudden shock of being pulled up violently by the snare trap binding his legs together. Prince Nikolo was not always the filth laden wretch hanging like bait he’d become. There was a time his name was met with great admiration, if not, at least insincere reverence. He was the eldest son of the Bartolome dynasty. A line that withstood centuries of rule in the kingdom of Carsollan. Few rulers could claim such success in the wildest nation in the land of Adam. Many more however could attest to their shared avarice in the age of peace that spread across the continent. For the first time in over a thousand years, the five great nations spilled no blood against each other. Enjoying a period of unified hate. Indeed, while the man, the elf and the dwarf held hands in song, it was a war song against the orcs, satyrs and their kin that called the untamed wilds home. The catalyst of this union was a revolution, and revolution would spread as well. It revealed the cruelty of house Bartolome. Their greed and excess in the absence of their former proud and generous patriarchs came to light. Thus, as rebels overwhelmed the guards and stormed the palace grounds, the prince escaped. Leaving behind his family, fearing only for his life. Read more »