Ch.19

[Morndas, 19th of Sun’s Height, 4E: 221]

I woke up feeling incredibly well-rested. As if a system message would tell me so and that I would get xp bonuses for an arbitrary amount of time. I then realized I had my snout pressed against something that smelled good. I took a deep whiff and opened my eyes to realize I was hugging Neethsi’s glorious gazongas with my own underneath them and laying atop her.

Gosh her natural musk is intoxicating. Mm~, she smells spicy and exotic. I licked her throat and she jolted awake, frozen in place before she purred and let me nuzzle into her throat to get her scent all over my face. I wanted to drown in her scent, let people know how close we are. “Unf, stop that, unless you want a repeat of last night and ruin the rest of today.” Neethsi growled playfully with her hands pinching my nipples where they hung over the side of her waist.

“Mm, fuck everything that isn’t us right now. Acutally, no, let’s just fuck. I finally have you where I-.” The door flew open and I sat up in shock before Shade ran in and jumped onto the bed, sitting on Neethsi’s breasts and latching onto my left nipple, suckling desperately. “Oh~! Shade?! What has gotten into you?” I demanded in a mixture of frustration and concern as my lycanthrope daughter gulped down my sap as if she were starving.

“Mm, mom, mm. So hungry.” Shade panted between suckles of my nips.

“Oh dear. It seems she either has a sap dependence, which shouldn’t be safe in volumes like this because she should already be high as a kite or in a coma. Or she’s going through a Change and is instinctively seeking nutrition.” Neethsi observed worriedly and I winced at thinking my daughter was about to go through an intense, literal high-speed puberty.

“Mm! I don’t wanna, ah, Change~!” Shade whined and panted, then groaned as she rapidly began to grow! I watched in fascination as my tiny daughter rapidly blossomed into a young teen and then stopped with her body spasming, having torn through her little dress. “M-mom...that hurt. Like pulling a muscle, but then it felt like getting a massage.” Shade whimpered and leaned against me. “I’m gonna...take a nap...zzz…”

“Um...is this normal?” I whispered down at Neethsi over Shade’s shoulder. Wow she sprouted awkwardly. My baby girl is all lanky and skinny. Puberty is not being kind to her right now.

“Yes. However, having a ready source of sap isn’t. Not even here in Black Marsh is Hist Sap so readily available. Normally an argonian preparing for a Change will gorge on fatty, protein and nutrient rich foods to build up fat to fuel it. Don’t worry about her being gangly, the first Change into adolescence is almost always focused on skeletal structure.” Neethsi informed me and I sighed in relief that my daughter hopefully wasn’t going to be stuck as a beanpole.

“Okay. So, while we’re stuck here...about Crassius knowing so much about argonian women. Were you a woman back then?” I asked her curiously and she shook her head.

“No, but I was young, horny and constantly looking for sexual relief. I knew the form of the opposite sex intrinsically. It was my appetite that got me in trouble and forced me to flee Black Marsh in the first place. Nagas don’t do what I did, so along with being albino, I was an anomaly. Sleeping with the chieftain’s wife was too far and I had to escape before Shadowscales were called in.” Neethsi hiss-snickered and I smirked down at her now that I knew how to.

“Oh, really?” I chuckled, rubbing my mound against her own privates.

“Yes. You’d think that would teach me my lesson, but no. I got in trouble for the same issue in the Imperial City. I slept with half of the single women there and several married ones. That was a fun week!” Neethsi then winced and became somber. “Until I was caught in bed with the wife of a Legion watch captain. I was imprisoned for years. I begged to be let out, but nobody would believe I was only in there for wronging someone rather than the trumped-up assault and theft charges.” Neethsi groused bitterly.

“I see corruption is just as rampant here as I would have thought.” I stopped moving, seeing that I had unintentionally sent Neethsi into a trip down memory lane.

“I would know. I was trapped in a cell for four years. All I could do was exercise, eat, practice my magic in secret and sleep. I tried to escape multiple times, but the stone of the Imperial City prison is warded against magic, the same for its cold iron bars. I subsisted on gruel day in and day out. I even went through a Change that turned me into the hulking muscular figure you know me for.” Neethsi’s eyes were dead, staring into the past and I felt bad for causing this, but was too curious to interrupt.

“Then, one day, without warning. I was forced into a prison wagon, carted east, then shoved onto a ship in Morrowind. That was my new beginning. That was when Emperor Uriel Septim the Seventh set me on the course of becoming Nerevarine.” Neethsi clenched her eyes and hissed. “I thought I would be different, better, but it was even worse. Being deprived of pleasure only made me yearn for it more…” The big, strong woman quivered.

“You can stop.” I whispered urgently, seeing this was hurting her. I think I can see why intimacy was so hard for her to open up to now, if she had a past of abusing it and being obsessed with it. “You don’t have to hurt yourself with this.”

“I’ve already opened it up. I can’t keep it in. Go. Get Shade dressed, I need to be alone right now if you don’t want to hear more.” Neethsi sniffled and even humped against me before whimpering. “Don’t even apologize. I wanted it just as much.”

“Is it a good idea for you to be alone?” I mewled and Neethsi covered her eyes with her hands. Damn it, I wish Argonians could properly cry. She needs it. “I’m not leaving you like this.”

“Then shut up and let me tell you my story!” Neethsi snarled and I nodded worriedly as Twilight rushed in, took Shade with a knowing look at me and a nod before hurrying out. “She’s such a True Friend...anyway. I was given a condition for my release. Deliver a package to some skooma junkie in Balmora named Caius Cosades, then I’m free, right?”

📜

It was hours later. I let Neethsi rant and rave about her early adventures, particularly about how she was so easily controlled by her libido and alcohol to help facilitate it. Caius at first used her as an expendable asset, sending her around the island to help deliver messages between Blades. In between she wasted her pay on booze and wenches, she hated herself.

It wasn’t until she pissed off a Telvanni who used organic Alteration to essentially cripple her hormone glands that she got her head out from between her thighs. She begged and pleaded with the Telvanni to teach her! So that when or if her next Change happened, she wouldn’t just revert to a lustful wretch.

That Telvanni was Neloth, who practically turned her into his personal slave in every sense of the word save that he didn’t actually make it official. The times she’d ended up in the slave pens weren’t pleasant either way, but any flogging she got was illegal and the slavers had to be reminded harshly that she wasn’t a slave, just a determined fool.

“You have had a hard life.” I said, hugging Neethsi and rocking with her. “That was just the beginning of your journey?”

“Yes! I spent about a month relapsing, then three months begging and crawling after Neloth for every scrap of magic he would bother to toss at me. It wasn’t until I managed to transfigure a nugget of gold into iron to spite him that he bothered to really pay me any attention.” Neethsi took a cleansing breath. “That attention was to blast me with shock magic, restore the nugget and then call me a charlatan, but after that he actually fucking taught me!”

“Why are you so happy about that?” I asked in confusion and Neethsi got out of bed and began the process of getting dressed.

“Because Neloth is one of the greatest wizards on Nirn! Besides Divayth Fyr that is. Both Telvanni, both madder than Sheogorath yet so sane it’s criminal. Divayth is in fact the oldest known mortal still living who hasn’t used undeath or some other cheap way to become immortal. Anyway, not the point. Neloth took me in, without saying it anyway, as his apprentice.” Neethsi practically gushed. Why does she like someone who literally treated her worse than shit?!

“I think it might be a good thing they’re long dead by now.” I mean, if they were that old before, surely the past few centuries should’ve finished them off.

“Hah! No! Master Neloth is still alive! So is Divayth, somewhere. That old ornery bastard son of a nix ox is still as feisty and cruel as ever! He’s terrorizing the poor people on Solstheim since Red Mountain spewed so much ash that it withered his tower in Sadrith Mora.” Neethsi cheerfully informed me after she pulled on her trousers and then huffed at them getting stuck on her upper thighs. “Did I gain weight?” Wow, that was such a womanly thing to ask.

“Ah, okay.” I said as I worried for my friend/lover’s sanity. I moved and helped her get dressed, doing my best to get the ill fit pants up her thicc thighs and over her wide hips and bubble booty. “I had some issues while growing in the forest.”

“Huh? You didn’t grow while on the way here.” Neethsi bemusedly commented before giving up and shimmying out of her trousers. “Damn it, right. These are for a male a foot taller and several inches thinner in the lower body. Anyway, yeah, Master Neloth tossed Novice books from every school at me, telling me to reshelve them. He didn’t protest when I tried them out, so I guess that was just his way of telling me to study.”

“Maybe just toss on your robe for now if you’re not going to change back?” I suggested, realizing that ever since Neethsi changed gender, she’s been much more open with everything rather than stoically keeping quiet. I liked her being so much more open with me.

“No. I forgot how nice it is to just let my emotions flow and I can’t risk doing it while male or you’re gonna get pregnant. Anyway, eventually Master Neloth only gave me Alteration tomes and told me to do outlandish things, like turn chitin into glass or sand into iron dust.” Neethsi continued while fishing clothes out of her satchel. Uh...that is a very sexy brassiere I see!

“Doesn’t seem outlandish to me, if you think about it, everything has a carbon based chemical makeup.” I stated and Neethsi pointed accusingly at me.

“It was outlandish because you can already turn those things into the results just by processing them! Why use Alteration to do something mundane skills and processes have already mastered? I didn’t understand why until later when he had me transmute myself into metal without killing myself.” Excuse me, what?! “Yeah! That’s the face I think I made!”

“He had you transmute yourself into metal?! How did you not die?!” I demanded in shock as Neethsi started putting a bra on me instead of on herself. When and how did she get the magic bra Rarity made me?

“Because his backhanded teaching method constantly made me think outside of the box until I realized that Reality is a Dream. A Canvas. One that as an Alteration wizard, I can mold and shape to my desire.” With a wave of her hand, I watched in shock as Neethsi’s scales turned into diamonds and the flesh beneath too until she was transparent and she winked.

“Right, the godhead theory.” I got booped on the snoot by the diamond argonian.

“Not a theory! Fact! Remember that I achieved CHIM? I just didn’t want to fuck off to Aetherius like those assholes Vivec and Talos.” Neethsi reminded me before she transformed herself back to normal. “Gosh I forgot how nice it was not to have my emotions on a tight leash. Then again, I haven’t had many people get so close to me in many years.” She chirped as she retrieved panties that she handed me before getting another bra for herself from the magic satchel.

“It’s nice seeing you like this.” I told her as I started gathering up my scattered clothes and gear.

“It’s nice being like this. Anyway, I’ll wrap up the start of my adventure with Neloth back-handedly tutoring me for a few months before kicking me out on my ear once I surpassed him in Alteration, telling me to either join the Telvanni officially or go bother someone else. I was still spiteful of him, so I went back to Caius and that was when everything really took off.” Neethsi finished getting her underpants on and pouted at the mirror. “I’ve gained weight.”

“Well, it isn’t anywhere unpleasant.” I grabbed her butt from behind with a giggle and she smirked back at me with her tail wiggling against my breasts, which were still as big as her’s I belatedly realized, so I shrunk them down.

“No fair! I want those too. It would be so nice to be female and not have so many martial options restricted by my breasts.” Neethsi huffed and retrieved a new pair of trousers, boots and gloves.

“Well, if I knew how to call on that serpent who gave me all of these accessories, we could get you all prettied up too.” How was I supposed to contact her? Didn’t she give me a way to?

“Howdy~! Someone is thinking of me?” Hermais cheered in the mirror. “Woo~! She’s a hot one! I’m guessing she’s in need of some body piercings?”

“If they can do what her’s can, yes! I can manually displace my mass, but this is what my body defaults to and it can be quite painful to do it my way.” Neethsi admitted before squeaking when not only Nipple Studs appeared on her nips, but a Navel Pearl in her belly button and the same golden bangles on her wrists, ankles and tail that Hermais gave me too! “Hey! Isn’t this a bit Generous?” Then a collar matching mine joined in. She’s so sexy~!

“Babe, it would be criminal if only your female form could accessorize. Those bangles are gender neutral and change size, so you will look exotic in either form. Now then, I need to go back to harassing Hermaeus Mora for daring to think he could compete with Hermais!” Said named feathery chaos serpent then vanished from the mirror.

“She’s right.” I praised my friend/lover before Twilight returned with Shade, my pre-teen daughter was all limbs and two left feet even in her simple dress. “Hey Twilight, thanks for taking care of Shade for me.”

“It’s no problem. I sensed a Friendship Problem needed to be addressed and the only hindrance to its resolution was Shade’s presence. In other news, Berserker stirred, but hasn’t woken up. Since Neethsi is an Alteration Master as well as a Restoration Adept, I figure having her give him a look is a good idea before you leave.”

“Sure thing, Twi.” Neethsi chirped and adjusted her robe with a huff at the extra length, so she waved her hands and the robe shortened so it wasn’t touching the floor, instead the mass moved into a sort of shoulder cape. “Let’s go. Oh, how is the male genitalia treating you? Are you experiencing any rejection? Pain? Unpleasant side-effects?” Huh?!

“Um...no, it’s just fine. Perfect actually. I’ve been studying it to see how you so seamlessly melded the reality of my body to advance the practice of using Alteration to enhance Restoration. The blunder with Rarity was actually a step in the right direction. I just wish I could’ve helped get rid of the extra mass before Rarity decided she loved it.” Twilight blushed and I looked between the two super-powerful mages with realization.

“Good. I’ll have to remember to ask Rarity if she wants anything done. I mean, you wouldn’t have been practicing that magic if I didn’t fulfill your request and consequently show you a field of magic you were unfamiliar with.” Neethsi said as Twilight led us down the hall.

“Wait...so you’re a herm, Twilight?” I asked for confirmation and she nodded nervously. “One by choice thanks to Neethsi. Rarity is a natural herm though?” Another nod. “Just enhanced, right. So...why?”

“Because shut up, that’s why!” Twilight snipped defensively and Neethsi glared at her. “F-fine! I’m homosexual. Or, I was. I’m not sure how that applies as a hermaphrodite, but I only like girls. Herms exist, but were rare and Rarity was willing to help me, but I am not skilled enough with Alteration to just give myself the body parts I wanted so badly while letting me stay mostly female. I sought out Neethsi because even as elusive as she can be, word among wizards and witches was that she was the greatest master of Alteration on Tamriel.”

“So she managed to get word to me about wanting to pay for Alteration services, I provided. We’ve known each other since.” Neethsi summed up and then opened the door to the room Berserker was being kept in. “Um, why are you all in here?”

Neethsi’s question was aimed at Mellow and a few of the students of the university who were all examining Berserker’s slumbering form and the armor carefully placed on an armor mannequin in the corner. “Mostly scholarly curiosity. As for me, I’m here to get some samples of his blood to see if the magic assault on him has had any hidden adverse effects on his health.” Mellow answered with two glass vials of Berserker’s unnaturally glowing red blood in them.

“Did you allow this, Twilight?” I asked as I looked at my comatose old friend.

“Mellow’s examination of him for his health? Yes. My students invading his privacy? No.” Twilight leered at the trio of people who had been examining Berserker’s armor and they flinched. “Anything you discover will be reported in an essay comparing it to other examples you can identify. Out!” The three students, an argonian, dunmer and unicorn, all fled post haste.

“Discipline through learning as a punishment is both brilliant and a negative reinforcement. True scholars would relish the work you just gave them.” Neethsi lectured and Twilight huffed with a nod in acknowledgement. “Now then, pardon me if I give a second opinion, Mellow.”

“Oh no, you’re clearly superior to me in Restoration while I specialize in Alchemy. Have at him.” Mellow stood aside while he continued working his magic on the blood vials.

Neethsi stood over the slumbering human and waved her hands above him, glimmering in radiant gold light. “Physically, he is fine. There is nothing causing his coma or otherwise preventing him from waking up. It is entirely mental. Good thing I’m essentially a Master of Mysticism too.” Neethsi bent over Berserker with her hands on his head and shimmering with a pale gray light. “It is entirely a mental phenomenon. I am going-eep!”

Berserker had grabbed Neethsi with his red metal hands and pulled her down onto him. He wasn’t awake though, it was like he just jolted in his sleep and grabbed onto her. “It looks like you may have found something.” Twilight commented as Neethsi vainly tried to pull out of Berserker’s super-strong sleeping grasp. This is surprisingly silly-sexy, heh~.

“Yes. Whatever has assaulted him does not want him woken up. Unfortunately it has succeeded. I can’t exactly work my magic from this awkward position.” Neethsi muttered into Berserker’s chest as she wriggled against him trying to worm down and out of his hug-like grip. “Perhaps someone could grab my legs and pull me out?”

“I’ll try.” I went to the foot of the bed and grabbed Neethsi’s ankles on her shiny new bangles and pulled. I had to tug repeatedly because Berserker’s bear hug was really tight. At least before I realized something. “I’m going to keep pulling. I want you to use your piercings to shrink your bust down all the way.”

“Oh, right. I can do that now.” Neethsi did so and we both yelped from my pulling causing her to be yanked out from Berserker’s arms before they could keep a hold of her and I ended up with my snout in her groin and her face in mine. “Well now, this is a position I’d like to repeat later, but not now.” I snorted into her snatch in amusement.

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