With the archery competition finished—and him taking third place—nothing now stood between Gallus and the Gold Melee. Tomorrow, his fate would be decided, one way or another.

Those thoughts echoed through his head as he stepped into the Gold Contender’s showers, a public shower space exclusive to those who’d made it this far. There were private showers, too, off in the alcoves, but after the attempted mugging—or kidnapping—Gallus didn’t really feel like being in a small enclosed space. That meant a shower in the small forest of bronze pipes, knobs and showerheads. The entire place was gilded in gold and silver, with marble floors and ceilings. The overall splendor was simply mind-boggling. It looked like he had just stepped into Canterlot Castle.

Still, he hesitated before going any further. Despite Smolder’s attempts, exhibitionism had never been a thing for him. The idea of stripping for the two dozen or so griffons scattered throughout the showers didn’t have much appeal.

Then, Gallus got over himself. Nogriffon was even looking at him. Most were too focused on trying to get the grit and grime from their feathers and coats with the provided washes, soaps and shampoos. Anyway, the School of Friendship’s bathhouse had been public. Why was he being shy now?

Smolder was watching the main door in case any more of Gass’s goons tried to take another stab at him. Griswald’s griffons were watching from all the other potential entries and exits. He knew he was safe.

Then why did he have to fight himself a little to strip off his top? Why did it feel strange to see nothing but his flat chest of fur and feathers? Why did it feel strange to see his equipment between his legs after taking off his pants?

He shook his head, stuffed the uniform into an empty locker in the entry and walked out into the showers. Most of the contenders were showering on the far side of the room and a few looked like they were starting to get friendly.

Gallus smiled and turned away. He cranked the water as hot as it would go, then picked up the provided soap and starting to scrub the dirt and grime from his chest. As he did so, he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to have something more than just his pecs there. Absently, he fondled a nipple and let out a tiny moan as it sent a surge of arousal through him. He blinked in surprise at the sheer intensity of it, then ripped his claw away. He had to focus. Not… think about going into the Red Chambers as a fresh female…

“Excuse me?” said a soft voice from behind him.

Gallus jumped in surprise and whirled, his wings flaring out as he prepared for another attack. But none came. Instead, all he saw the wings and backside of a slim, light green griffon standing beneath a showerhead. He must have come in right after Gallus. Gallus had been so lost in thought he hadn’t noticed him. So much for him keeping an eye out for danger.

It seemed okay though. This didn’t look like some tough hired to take him out. The griffon had the body of a marathon flier, all lean muscle with an impressive wingspan. His flight muscles bulged beneath his back, making the water stream down his coat in strange, almost hypnotic ways. The spell was broken when the left wing spasmed and the griffon let out a hiss of pain.

“Gust of wind slammed me against the inside the third pipe yesterday,” the griffon muttered as he used one claw to rub his left shoulder. “Look, I know this is a little weird, but could you help wash it? I haven’t been able to clean it right since and it's messing up my moves.”

Gallus stared at him, soap suds dripping from his claws. The other griffon turned to look over his shoulder and pierced him with bright blue eyes. His bangs were tinted a bright yellow, almost the same as Gallus’s own natural highlights.

“Uh, you okay, dude?”

“What? Yeah!” Gallus said, snapping out of that strange place he’d slipped into. “Yeah… uh…”

Somewhere to his right came the sounds of the two males going at it. He could feel the magic of the Idol of Aventa washing through the entire room, focusing heavily around his quickly hardening cock. All of this—plus the thrill of actually escaping Gass’s trap—made him crave physical contact with any griffon. Even if it was only something as easy as a quick preening.

“Yeah, sure,” Gallus said as he stepped out from under his showerhead and into the spray from the other griffon’s shower. The griffon moved toward the bronze trunk of his shower to make sure they both had room to enjoy the hot water. “Left one’s giving you trouble, right?”

“Yeah…” he muttered and Gallus caught a blush before the other griffon turned away. “Please?”

Gallus tried not to think about what he was doing—or why he was doing it—and used his claws to massage some life back into the wing. In moments, the other griffon was moaning softly in delight.

“By the way,” Gallus said, trying not to let himself get too hard or to think about how this griffon’s coat color looked almost the exact same as Sandbar, the first male he’d ever been with. “I’m Gallus.”

“Oh… uh… I know…” the other griffon laughed. “Everyone knows who you are. Still, I’m Gigi… I mean, Gino.”

“Which is it?” Gallus asked idly, working his way over the wing and to the real source of the problem: the flight muscles in the griffon’s back. “One sounds a lot like a griffoness’s name…”

“It’s… gonna…” the griffon sighed loudly as he wiggled under Gallus’s ministrations. “It’s gonna be Gigi in… in a minute or two…”

“Huh?” Gallus frowned, looking up at the shuddering griffon. “What are you talking about?”

Only he knew exactly what Gino was talking about. And yet, he couldn’t seem to pull his claws away from the quivering griffon.

“I…” Gino gasped again as he braced himself against the bronze trunk of the shower. “I can’t stop thinking about it…”

“Thinking about what?” he asked, his hands moving on automatic now while his mind spun in circles.

If this was really happening… he’d known it could happen. He’d been with Reds! But to actually see a Green get Touched by Aventa… Right here! In front of him!

“How it would feel to have two huge orbs on my chest,” Gino whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of the falling water. The clouds of steam around them seemed to thicken. “How it would look to have a slim, feminine figure. What it would be like to have nothing between my legs except for a needy slit that existed only for breeding…”

Gallus froze in midstroke, though his body didn’t. All while Gino had been talking, his cock had been rising. And now, it rested comfortably between the other griffon’s ass cheeks.

“Oh right… and a big, thick ass,” Gino whispered, shivering from fringe to paw as something inside the griffon gave. “I got called to the Red Chambers on my second day, you know…”

“You… you did?” Gallus asked. Some part of him said he should back away. Another part said he should step forward to slip his cock a little deeper between Gino’s ass cheeks.

“Uh-huh…” Gino muttered as he bent over. “Friend of mine… asked me to be her first… She was spectacular. Never knew Guntar knew all that… then she whispered about how good it all felt. I haven’t been able to get her face out of my head the entire competition. She’s still my friend, but dude, she’s a total slut now. And she loves it.”

“Is that… that right?”

“Yeah…” Gino sighed and wrapped his arms around the bronze piping. “And you know what?”

“What?”

“Feeling your hands on my back? Helped me finally decide. I’m really going to enjoy being a total slut just like her.”

“Oh jeez…”

Then, Gino whispered something Gallus couldn’t quite make out.

Before Gallus could react, he felt the magic surge from deep within the coliseum. Gallus didn’t even get a chance to pull his claws away from Gino’s wings before the magic of the Idol of Aventa slammed into the lithe green griffon.

Gino squealed in shock and pleasure. His wings suddenly stretched wide as if all the knots in his flight muscles had just vanished.

“Yeah… just like this…”

Then, the griffon’s ass began to thicken.

“Uh… Gino… what just happened?”

In retrospect, it was a really dumb question.

Gino giggled. It definitely a giggle this time. “I just got Touched by Aventa as a Green, Gallus. Did you know that Greens get way more control over how their bodies change than Reds? I can’t wait to try it out. And I’d love to try it out with you. Especially, by you fucking me silly. By you fucking Gigi silly.”

Gino—Gigi—let out a lustful growled as her ass and hips swelled until they all but swallowed Gallus’s dick. He was too surprised to pull away. Or maybe he was too aroused. He wasn’t sure.

Gigi’s tail wrapped around his torso and tugged him closer.

“Mm… one last time up the ass would be nice…” Gigi whispered as she wiggled her butt. “I did love playing both sides. After you give me that memory, you can mount me proper, break me into a good slutty griffon breeder…”

Gallus tried not to think of just how erotic it sounded when Gigi said it like that, or how the falling water accentuated her growing curves or her healed wing or…

“Oh, fuck it,” Gallus spat. It was a good thing that Idol made any male’s stamina near endless. If it hadn’t, he’d probably be dead from exhaustion by now.

“Better solution,” Gigi whispered as she looked behind him through the falling water. “Fuck me.”

Gallus didn’t need any more requests. With a yowl, he rammed his maleness deep inside the changing griffon’s back entrance. Gigi clutched the bronze tower, jutting out her soaking wet ass and wiggling it for encouragement—as if he needed any. Gigi’s ass was changing even as he hilted inside of the transforming male. It felt almost like the griffoness had the lubrication of an actual pussy back there!

“This feels even better as a griffoness!” Gigi cried as she bucked, trying to get Gallus even deeper inside of her. “I’m… so close to cumming already!”

Gigi let out a howl as Gallus slowly slid out of the griffoness and thrust himself back in. She shuddered eagerly with every movement. Gallus was sure she’d cum at least twice already, but showed no signs of slowing down. Within minutes, they both got a perfect rhythm going as Gallus grabbed Gigi’s thick hips and used them to help him pound her over and over again. To his shock, Gigi’s ass thickened even more, almost to the point where he couldn’t hilt inside of her, but she stopped just short of preventing that. She was practically a caricature of a griffon—at least from behind. And something about that hit buttons Gallus didn’t even know he had.

“I… I’m close…”

“Mmm, do it!” Gigi begged, her wings flapping and sending water spraying everywhere. Violet highlights started to appear in her wings. “I was pretty horny as a male… apparently I really am a total slut as a female!”

That confession was enough to push Gallus over the edge and he blasted bolt after bolt of seed into her perfectly tight ass as she cried out with yet another orgasm of her own. She felt even better than Sandbar and he didn’t think any male—or part-male—could feel better than that.

The sheer energy of the orgasm made him stagger backward until he slammed back against the bronze trunk of his own shower, still pouring water from above. He found his entire front covered in running soapy water from his shortened attempt at cleaning.

Gigi, for her part, turned around in one smooth, sultry motion. She was sopping wet, coated with soap, licking her beak all while her eyes burned with lust. Her beak and head fringe had already changed to fully feminine shapes, while the rest of her remained male, including her rather impressive cock.

“More,” she growled, more a command than a request as she stalked toward him. “I… I need more…”

Then she stumbled. Gigi gasped as she clutched her front, then two very large and very wet furry breasts swelled into existence on her chest. In seconds, she had grown to nearly the side of Gemma. Lust burned even brighter in her eyes as she crept forward, her top and arms feminizing before his very eyes. In moments, her upper body had become an excellent specimen of the top part of the classic hourglass figure.

By the time she had reached him, there was almost nothing left of Gino save for the raging erection. Her tits were now the biggest he’d ever seen on a griffoness. Her hips were so wide, she could probably birth chicks without even noticing it.

And the sight of her transforming—not to mention transforming while soaking wet—was enough to drive his libido through the roof. Before he could react, though, she slowly slid to her knees. Seconds later, his cock was wrapped in her enormous pillowy breasts while hot water lubricated her fur.

“What… are…?”

“I’ve always loved titjobs,” Gigi confessed. “And now, I get to be the one to give them!”

Then, with startling skill and speed, she used her entire body to tease him, making him fully hard again within moments. Leftover soap streamed between her tits and into the valley she’d created just for him. He gaped at her as she stretched out her tongue and started lapping at the head of his cock with a shocking level of precision with every thrust Gallus made. She even added kisses to the very tip!

“Winged Goddesses, this is amazing…” whispered Gigi, her eyes practically rolling back into her head in delight. Her wings kept pomfing with every other thrust. “I’m… oh… wow… it’s like my body was made for this!”

She forced him to stop thrusting for a moment so she could make out with the tip of his cock for a full minute before she popped off and grinned at him. She used her claws to shover her tits together to make the wet, furry tunnel even tighter.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum all over you if you keep doing that!” Gallus warned, his voice a little higher pitched than he would have liked.

Gigi smiled, staring up at him with hooded eyes. “Yummy.”

Gallus couldn’t believe it. He’d never seen anygriff act so slutty in his whole life. Hell, even the few times he’d been with the occasional mare, they hadn’t been nearly as needy and equestrian mares usually wanted at least three rounds before they let him go!

“Fuck my tits, Gallus!” Gigi begged. “Fuck them and unload all over me!”

“You were a guy just a few minutes ago!” Gallus cried.

Gigi laughed in delight. “The only thing male about me right now is the cock that’s gonna go off the moment I taste your cum!”

That sealed the deal.

With water pouring down both of them, he shoved his cock between her tits one last time and felt it start to twitch. Steam flowed around them, but not enough to hide the fact that they’d attracted quite the audience. But then those thoughts were obliterated when he felt the first jet of cum burst from his tip.

Gigi caught it in her beak and let out a loud squeal of satisfaction. She tried to get more, but soon, she couldn’t handle the sheer amount of cum his balls were pouring out. That left her tits to be painted by his seed. She moaned as she licked her lips, rubbing it into her fur even as the hot water mixed with it all.

“Everything feels so good…” she muttered. “So good…”

She flopped backward just in time to get his last jet of cum on her belly, though it was quickly washed away. And that revealed the one last piece of Gino. She groaned as her claw jerked her cock up and down, squirming on the soapy wet tile of the public shower.

“Oh yes… yes! Oh Goddesses, yes!”

Then, the griffoness cock exploded in thick jets of white cum, spraying across Gallus’s legs and the floor. But the hot water seemed to have an easier time washing all of this down the drains. Gigi didn’t have much, because with each spurt, her cock shrank. Within a half-dozen twitches, she was down to almost nothing.

Her eyes met his and she gasped.

“It’s… it’s happening!” she whispered. “Yes! Mmm… remake me in a little breeding slut!”

When he next looked at the griffoness’s crotch, all he saw was a sopping wet pussy begging to be filled by a thick cock. Instead, it was being filled by three of her delicate claws.

“Now… for the main event.”

Her claws slipped out of her pussy and she jerked upright, grinning at Gallus. Then, with a powerful thrust of her wings, she took to the air, sending water flying in every direction. Gallus yelped in surprise, only to be tackled to the floor by the lust-addled Gigi. She made sure he didn’t bang his head against the tile, but the moment he was settled, she wasted no time in impaling herself on his still-rigid cock.

“This is everything I’ve ever fantasized about! And it’s so much better!”

Gallus managed to hold onto her pounding hips as Gigi stretched her arms back behind her head and spread her wings, jutting out her massive breasts—still spotted with cum stains—and giving Gallus a perfect view of her perfectly sexed-up figure. She writhed on top of him, driving him into herself again and again. Her beak twisted in pleasure. She reached for the sky and the water, laughing in ecstasy as water poured all around them. Her huge tits bounced with every thrust, water droplets flying from her rock-hard nipples.

In that moment, Gallus couldn’t help but just gape. Gino had willingly transformed into this. He’d wanted this. And now he couldn’t stop squealing about how it was better than anything he’d ever imagined. And he’d become the living embodiment of what most griffon males dreamed of fucking silly. Gino had become like the ancients legends of Aventa herself, a creature of unparalleled sensual beauty.

Gigi had become a living goddess of griffon sexuality.

And as she began to cum yet again, he realized that she loved it.

She adjusted position to pin his hips a little better, then kissed him hard. The kiss turned out to be exactly what he needed to set off yet another orgasm inside of the stunning griffoness. She squealed and sat back up to hold her stomach, thrashing yet again as he unloaded his seed into her womb.

Even as he was still cumming, she looked at him and grinned. “I hope every chick I birth is female, just so they can feel like this someday…”

And Gallus couldn’t help himself. He’d been denying it and fighting it for so long. But the truth was… he wanted to know what it felt like. He wanted to experience the insane levels of pleasure Gigi was undergoing right now.

He didn’t know if he wanted it enough to actually act. But… as Gigi began to bounce once more, coaxing him into yet another round, he realized he’d slipped one step closer to making a decision he had never expected.

“Let’s see how many I can get out of you before you pass out,” Gigi giggled as she ran her tongue along his soaked chest.

“Uh…”

“Hey, if you’re going to be transformed by the very Idol that makes every male within a few miles able to go for hours and hours, might as well have a good time!”

Gigi burst out laughing.

And despite his best efforts, Gallus couldn’t find a flaw in Gigi’s logic.

I have a slight weakness for bimbos and bimbo-types. I don't know about you, but I totally would LOVE to get some of the stuff out of my head. Gigi isn't a bimbo... but she's got the body of a griffon bimbo~!

...and damn she knows how to use it~!