The Legend of Heroes II: Trials by the Light

[Pachamac]

Co-GM'd Chapter with @Bunanigans​

The Chapter So Far...

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Old and New Acquaintances
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The town of Cuttersbury, a quaint little peaceful and sleep settlement becomes the Pride's next destination on their ever continuing quest to find the two missing Clockwork Town Guildleaders, Rize and Kara. Amidst the Pride's loud breakage of the town's tranquil silence, they discover the small and local Guild, entering it to find both new and unfamiliar Guilders and an old friend, Tobias 'Tobi' Zenmyr.

The jovial Marauder hadn't been seen since the Pride's adventures in Tabul, having instead been busy getting mixed up with a pirate called Nani Sterling, whom he was hoping to rehabilitate as a Guilder. The pair were in the process of leaving for a mission before the Pride's arrival. At the Guild's secretary's suggestion, the Pride accompany Tobi and Nani to help clear out a Varren monster infestation playing Artar's most famous, illustrious spa nestled beside Drych Lake. Before the group leave, they are also approached and requested by a couple of rookie Guilders who make an odd first impression: Quentin Theopolis Hobart, a water manipulating surfer, and Jett, a hyperactive daredevil.

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What on Ddaear

As the Pride draws near to Drych Lake Spa after a couple of hour's travel, they are suddenly assaulted and ambushed by a violent tremor surrounding them. A group of Varren all appear to attack the Pride, but these Varren are not the typical roaming monsters the Pride expected. All of them are dressed in very familiar clothing, dancing very familiar dances moves... proving themselves to be the very same Varren the Pride had fought before and who had stolen Don's stolen clothing!

Rollin'​

At first the Pride are overwhelmed, but they quickly turn the tables and send the Varren packing. However, that only incites a larger, more outlandish foe to appear. The Varren's gigantic, angry Big Bro, who'll stop at nothing to garner revenge and set these silly humans packing! Eventually however the Big Bro Varren is defeated, after its clothing, shades and pompadour spike are all destroyed. Peace is restored to Drych Lake Spa.

Relaxation

No sooner are the Varrens defeated does the proprietess of the Spa, Mrs. Penelope Stevenson, approach the Pride. As thanks to the Guilders for their work, and as a measure of protection in case the Varren return, she offers (insists) that the Pride join her at her Spa, partaking of their amenities and spending the night. The Pride accept, with some doing so reluctantly.

At the Spa, the Guilders begin to explore the building, enjoying the massages and pendicures on offer. One particular delight is the Hot Springs, which leads to an almost dangerous incident when Estelle and Aria discover one of the Spa's staff, Harvey Jr, and his dog cleaning on the woman's side. Elsewhere in the Spa is Penelope's husband, the ass fixated pervert Rhoden, and their cashier, Marcy Degoiller, whom alongside the wisened Gramps make their way towards peeping on the guests without their knowing. Alongside these staff regulars are a new intern, Tau Carter, and a young girl whom used to be one of Syed's students, the hyperactive and affectionate Janie.

The rest of the day is one of hardearned reward, filled with relaxation and happiness. Night descends, and with it the Pride fall asleep, little suspecting of what the morning would bring...​

 

[Bunanigans]

Cuttersbury - Drych Lake Spa (Moira and Syed's room)

Moira awoke at the crack of dawn, her eyes blinking groggily at the first signs of sunlight peeking through the clean white curtains. The first birds were just beginning to sing over the sound of the waves lapping up against the lake's edges, but other than that she was the first one up. As always. There is no better alarm than a mother.

She sat up, pushing the balls of her hands into her eye sockets and rubbing. She had slept so well, but oh she felt like absolute shit. She knew she hadn't drunk that much, she could still remember what she had. She just genuinely felt ill, all full of headache and a little itchy. She wondered if perhaps all these damned perfumes had gotten to her or something.

She groaned, standing up and stepping over her partner. Syed didn't move, spread eagled across the floor as always in his boxers, his slim eyebrows knitting ever so slightly from behind his long dark curls. He was peaceful.

Instead she approached the long, body-length mirror just beyond him, to check just how bad she looked. She blinked some more, coming to a stop before it. Oh, she kind of needed a shave.

...Wait, what?

Moira's eyes suddenly widened, slapping her hands to her face, and to the thick beard that now grew from it. She pulled at it a few times. Oh gods it was real why the fuck what?! Her eyes dropped down to her now very uncomfortable bra, tighter across her chest but looser behind the cups. And then further down...

She span around to the person who lay on the floor topless, tall and slender, still unresponsive. No. No, that's Sy. Sy is a dude he is definately a dude! But... sure, they were barely there, but he had tits!

"WHAT THE EVERLASTIN' SHIT?!"

She screamed, so loudly that her voice carried throughout the whole main building of the spa and a little besides. Syed jolted awake with literal electrical sparks. Except even her voice... even her voice was considerably lower. Even her voice...

Their sexes had been flipped, sometime in the night as they soundly slept. Moira's body was now male, with all the features that entailed, and Syed female. Even their hair had changed, something Sy would later state his annoyance with. Moira even had a fantastically furry chest.

And they weren't the only ones. Every member of the Pride, along with Tobi, Nani, Quentin and Jett... every single one of them would awake to find themselves in exactly the same situation.

Spoiler

 

[Capt. Blu]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa- Nani's shared room with the chicks


The day had been amazing and the hot springs and everything else had been wonderful! Nani couldn't even express how much she loved it all and how relaxed she felt. After cleaning off Cap she headed off to bed with him perched close by. Thankfully, like the good companion he was, he didn't stray off.


Morning rolled along and Nani was up early as normal. It was custom for her to get up right as the sun did. 'The early bird catches the worm' as she 'always' said. For some reason, she felt groggy as if she had spent the night drinking...which she didn't. Unless she had been too drunk to recall. Her eyes hadn't even opened yet, and she stretched and yawned, kicking the blanket off her feet. The peaceful wake turned into a loud one when she heard a man's scream. Then, right after, Captain squawked and flew up out of reach.


"Oi! You crazy bird what's wrong with- what's wrong with my voice?" She opened her eyes, not seeing Cap fly upward. Nani stood and then looked down, wondering why her bra was tight and her boy shorts actually felt fit. What she saw made her think her eyes were still hazy from sleep, so she moved to the mirror nearby. "WHAT IN THE SEVEN SEAS!?...I look kinda hot. BUT WHAT THE HELL!?"


Nani stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair was cut short though her bangs still covered her eyes, but in the back it was still long as usual. She pulled it into a ponytail before unhooking the bra that was going to eventually start cutting off her circulation- possibly. Wait... if she was a guy- Nani looked in the shorts she was wearing before letting the elastic hit her waist. "Def-Definitely a guy..." She looked a bit taller for one and- Nani didn't even know how to explain that she was a dude!


"Nani?"


"Yes it's me you silly bird- Oh bloody not you too Cap! You look like you've been dipped in paint!" Cap's head tilted left and right before he finally settled down, staring at his companion...in confusion. It was definitely his human...but not so much. She was currently in nothing but shorts. Nani looked back, figuring her clothes were going to be way too small on her...but just ended up staring at her bird. "Cap you look ridiculous."


Wanting to see what she...or he was talking about, the bird flew to the mirror and instantly panicked. He- He was pink! And he had a braid!? "Calm down! We'll figure this out." She had been so busy with herself and Cap she hadn't even realized if the others were changed as well.

 

[Rapidfire]

Drych Lake Spa: Gents' Room

Quentin grunted and twisted around. Accustomed to sleeping face-down, Quentin felt something was a bit off but could not quite but his finger on it. He wrestled around in the bed for another minute, tossing and turning, until finally he frowned and gave an exasperated sigh.

"Bleedin' pillow underneath me," he grumbled, reaching under his chest to pull away an extra pillow on which he was resting. His hand went in and then froze. Quentin's blood ran cold for a moment. He sat up right away, stunned into a state of outer-body panic at the presence of two soft jubblies under his shirt. Oh, he had put his finger on it, all right.

The mage remembered to breathe. This was impossible! What had happened? Was it something from the hot spring? You would think that would get out pretty fast if you went to bed as a bloke and woke up as a woman just from taking a dip in the hot spring. No, wait. Calmness! Steady on, old boy...if that's even appropriate to say anymore.

Quentin slid out of bed, trying to remain quiet and disturb no one else. He peered over at the other lads. Their hair looked a little longer, but maybe he was imagining it. He hustled into the bathroom and shut the door. Eyeing herself in the mirror, Quentin pulled off her shirt and felt her heart sink within her chest at the sight of her chest.

"Oh no," Quentin whispered. "Wait. Does that mean...?"

Quentin stuck her fingers into her pants. Something was amiss and definitely missing. Quentin almost burst into tears. She would have run out into the room and yelled, "Dudes, I'm a dudette!" but something stopped her. Continuing to reach around in her pants, Quentin cocked her head and looked at herself. She did make a pretty cute girl, actually. In spite of her earlier panic, Quentin kissed her reflection in the mirror.

"Look at you, you little minx. You're sassy and you don't care who knows it, do you?"

Maybe this would not be a complete disaster.

 

[Warden]

Drych Lake Spa – Gents' Room

The day they spent at the Spa was full of relaxation and the occasional mug of hot cocoa. After the hot springs Lute mainly spent his time awkwardly following anybody who seemed to know what they were doing, but he enjoyed the activities they did even if it made him feel like his bones were about to fall off by the joint. That said, it was no small wonder that he barely stirred through the night and slept past dawn, which was usually when a farmboy like him would wake up to tend to the homestead. The virtuoso slumbered peacefully, his body almost completely wrapped up in the thick blankets that the staff had so kindly provided, and wasn't likely to stir until noon when a scream woke Delilah. The familiar quickly buzzed about, ruining poor Lute's peace of mind until he finally squirmed and threw off the covers.

The bathroom door to his right was shut softly. "Probably one of the others," He(?) muttered, voice hoarse from sleep, rubbing at his eyes with one hand and peeling away the twisted blankets with the other; Lute slept shirtless, so he had a habit of making a cocoon out of whatever coverlet was nearby to compensate for the heat. "I feel like shiiiit," the virtuoso grumbled and fell back against the mattress, but his sound spirit wouldn't leave him be unless they found out what the source of the noise was. Call her(?) paranoid, but Delilah just bet that those varren were back and this time with a bazooka. In response, the white-haired man(?) flipped over on his chest and hid his face underneath a pillow.

"Wait, ow!" The virtuoso pushed himself up and scampered out from the bed. What was that? Bedbugs? He could swear that something just, oh I don't know, flattened against his chest earlier. Was it a pillow? Confused and disoriented, Lute trudged over to the closets in front of the beds in search of a shirt. Just as he walked past one of the mirrored wardrobes, he caught a strange sight from the corner of his eyes and whirled around in disbelief. A topless girl stared back at him.

On any other occasion, Lute would've done what Lute did best- blush and screech and maybe- no, most probably- run away, but this woman…!

"RUANA!?" He yelled and ran forward, slamming against the mirror. "Ow! Sister! What are you doing here!? Why aren't you wearing a shirt!? Who did this to you!? I'm going to strangle the bastards!" Lute was about to continue ranting when he realized that 'Ruana' was mirroring the fists he had placed against the surface of the mirror, and that the terrified and dumbstruck expression that she wore earlier had now completely morphed to the same angry and slightly disturbed look on his face. "Wait." Ruana had a much softer face, rounder cheeks and a tapered chin. This woman had a different nose and a very faint scar over her upper lip. The virtuoso's warm golden eyes widened and she stepped back, startlingly aware of her new… assets. Oh Gods. Stifling a shriek of distress, Lute covered her chest with her arms and ran towards the bathroom.

"Open the door! Seriously!" She exclaimed and slammed against the wood with her shoulder while fearfully glancing around for something to cover her nakedness.

 

[Cephalogod]

Drych Lake Spa- Aria and Estelle's room

Aria jolted at the scream that rang through the spa, tumbling off the edge of the bed in a jumble of blankets. She groaned, feeling surprisingly bad after an entire day of relaxing at the spa. Her muscles felt somewhat, looser, yes, but she also distinctly felt something akin to a hungover despite only having some light champagne last night with Moira and Amy. Unless she had gotten sick?

She got up with a groan, untangling herself from her covers. As she straightened, something felt rather... off. Her nightgown was clinging rather tightly to her shoulders, and felt rather shorter than usual. She tugged at the hem, only to feel a lack of friction around the chest area. Blinking down blearily, she stared at her even-flatter-than-usual chest and something rather amiss with the way the fabric hugged her thicker and more muscular curves. It took her a minute grasp the situation, and it wasn't until that she took a step when she fully grasped the situation. Hey eyes widened as she raced to the mirror on the closet door, mouth agape as she took in her transformation.

When had she become a man? And how? Granted, she was a very sexy looking man, but this was a problem. She gave herself a pinch, watching the man in the mirror do the same and wincing at the sting. A few more pats confirmed that the extra muscle mass and short hair really was there and not the figment of some dream, and a peek in the trousers ('Not bad- wait, concentrate-') had her fully awake and slightly panicked.

She stumbled over to Estelle's bed, pushing at the girl's still sleeping form. "Hey, Estelle-" Ooh, that was one sexy voice- wait, bad Aria! not the point here!

"Estelle, we have a problem!" The body in the bed groaned, and Aria froze. That was not the voice of their darling leader. Now that she looked at the body more carefully the person's hair, though fiery as ever, was much shorter and their jawline was way more masculine.

"Estelle!?" Had the girl been changed as well?

 

[Pachamac]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Aria and Estelle's room

"Mmmno I don't wanna eat another muffin, Trixie, you can't make me, I've had too muuuch…" Estelle's body tossed and turned despite Aria's efforts to wake her, fidgeting back and forth and throwing the blankets further over herself. Aria stopped, simply blinking at her leader and puffing out her cheeks with irritation at how difficult it was proving to actually wake her, touching and rocking Estelle's body more rougher then before and shouting at her just a little bit louder. This was no time to be sleeping!

Eventually, Estelle's body began to stir to awakeness, even if she did try to shrug off Aria's attempts to waken her up first. Eventually she started to get annoyed, she was actually quite comfortable, thank you. "Alright, alright, I'm awake, geez!" Her body shot up, shouting loudly for everyone to hear, and finally revealing the new transformation that had taken place.

Like everyone else, her body had undergone a peculiar metamorphosis. Gone was the smaller, feminine frame and long, luscious red hair that Estelle once had, to be replaced with a significantly more masculine build, wider at the chest, muscles and jaw line, and gone much of her hair. In her sleepy daze, however, Estelle didn't even notice.

What she did notice was a strange looking man hovering over her with his hand on top of her.

"KYAAAAAAAAA! PERVEEEEERT!!!" Estelle screamed, pushing Aria away. What on Ddaear was it with this Spa and perverts?!

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Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Gent's Room

"This… is a conundrum…"

Sitting up in bed, Marcus had awoken just like every other male who shared the same room, thanks to the very loud and audible screams first coming from Moira and Syed's room, and then the screaming being shouted out by Lute and his frantic banging on the door to their shared bathroom. Unlike his companion, Marcus went to sleep wearing a loose shirt, so his modesty was spared, albeit very briefly. The transformation had turned him into a woman like the others, leaving him look almost identical to that time in Los Paraisos when he needed to crossdress in order to infiltrate the Grande Diamond building, however this time there had been a difference… and it made the shirt that Marcus wore, whilst helpful, still precariously little compared to what it should be.

"Woah, Marcus, you're huge!"

Tobi laughed from his friend's side, pointing towards Marcus with one hand as the other cradled his laughing side. Tobi was actually topless just like Lute was, but he didn't seem to be bothered by the sudden nakedness, or his own strange transformation into a girl, either. No matter what the situation was, the Marauder took everything that happened to him in stride, finding mirth and fun no matter what happened. And this was certainly fun.

"Hey, Lute, calm down, okay?" Tobi waved towards the virtuoso. "They're only boobs. You never seen boobs before? Ahaha!"[/hr]

 

[Rexcalibur]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa - Amy & Trixie's Room

BANG

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG

"Amy! Come on, open the door!" BANG BANG BANG "Don't keep yourself locked in there!" BANG BANG BANG "Please come out! Please!"

Amy muttered back something from behind the bathroom door, in a voice much, much deeper than her own, though Trixie's pitch was still relatively the same. Like the others, both of the girls had undergone a genderbend. Due to Trixie's youth, many of her now-male features were still soft, but her lean body structure now was obviously that of a boy's. Her clothes weren't much of an issue, as she tended to wear a looser tank top than usual along with long PJ bottoms; they weren't tighter or looser, especially since she was flat-chested as a girl to begin with. Amy on the other hand...

The prankster backed away from the door, seeing as she or he or whatever it was couldn't understand her through all the banging. "Go away," Amy cooed again.

Arms crossed, Trixie grumbled and puffed her cheeks at the closed door. "Yaknow, our friends are screaming. We should go help them or something. Which means youuuu"--BANG BANG BANG--"should open this door right now! Ughh! Okay, seriously, Ames! I gotta go pee!" The pipsqueak paused for a moment, her fist still on the door. Confusion washed over her face. "Wait, wait, Amy? Do we still like... sit down when we pee? I'm confused. How does this thing work? Wait, do you have one too??"

A silent pause. Trixie recoiled slightly, expecting a lash back from her older companion; she usually got snapped back for asking 'dumb' questions, even if they were things she was genuinely curious about. But instead, she heard a masculine murmur back. "Just leave me be."

Trixie scrunched her face in a pout. "Fine!" She stormed her way out of the room, forcibly stomping her tiny feet on the ground as she walked, making sure every step was audible to Amy. Once out of the room, she dashed light-footed to the next room over, which was the guys' room. She knew they stayed in that room last night, but upon seeing a bunch of random mostly-naked women, she seemed to have suddenly forgotten.

"Hey guys," she called as she turned the corner and opened the door. "Amy's stuck in the bathroom, can you help? Cuz I really need to..." Trixie's jaw dropped upon seeing the boys-turned-girls looking back at her. She eyed Marcus and Tobi's bodies in particular. "Whoa, you ladies are some fiiiine hot mamas. Anyway - um - have you seen my friends? They're, they're kinda funny looking people, about ye high... for some of them. ... ... ... ... Can I use your bathroom?"

 

[Rapidfire]

Drych Lake Spa: Gents' Room

Unfortunately for both Lute and Trixie, the bathroom was already occupied by a one Quentin Theophilos Hobart. Even as Lute continued her frantic banging against the door, Quentin was enjoying herself thoroughly.

"Oh yes," she moaned. No man understood how this worked! Boys, with their rough, clumsy hands, would only get in the way...

Some part of Quentin's brain was still in panic, and doubling down on that panic because of the now very unmanly thoughts it was having. The rest of Quentin's brain was marinating in joy.

"Open the door! Seriously!" Lute shouted, not that Quentin knew that. Lute's voice sounded different. For that matter, so did Quentin's as she gave a faint cry.

From without, Lute, Trixie, Marcus, and Tobi heard a loud bang and several clattering sounds synchronised to Quentin's cry. Everyone stared at the bathroom door and Lute even stopped banging on it long enough for everyone to be silent and possibly embarrassed (except for Tobi, who grinned knowingly). A few seconds later, Quentin flung back the door with rosy cheeks and a goofy grin plastered on her face.

Her hair was positively radiant and shone in the morning sun. It smelled of the most beautiful fragrances that the spa had to offer. She gave a rockin' thumbs-up and said, "Dudes, I just shampooed my hair - and it was bangin'."

 

[Fox of Hearts]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Gent's Room

Jett tried to cover her ears with the pillow, but some girl was screaming loudly. Irritated the brunette tossed and turned violently. Her blanket and second pillow were sent tumbling to the floor. Still the shrieking continued.

With a loud groan she sat up and tossed her pillow in a random direction. It flew half way across the room and landed with a soft thump. Bits of feathers drifted about lazily. Jett kept her eyes closed as she took several deep breaths. Her head drooped a little. She felt something thick and long cover her face. Cobwebs?

Stifling a yawn the female rookie brushed back the long strands and stood up. She ran her slender fingers through her hair then paused halfway. That's weird! She could have sworn her hair was much shorter. Jett yanked a fistful of hair and pulled it towards her face. Her brown eyes widened in shock.

"What the sh-"

She broke off as she watched an unfamiliar girl streak pass. Jett felt her face grow hot. She tried to look away only to catch sight of the other girls in the room. Quickly she screwed her eyes shut and covered her face with her hands. Oh Dyn! She didn't want to be called a pervert again.

"I-I-I'm sorry! I promise I wasn't looking. I swear." She squeaked.

She continued apologizing till her voice petered out. That was when she caught snippets of the on-going chatter in the room. Wait! What? Did one of the girls just mention Lute and boobs in the same sentence?

Jett lowered her hands and stared at Tobi. "Miss, did you just call one girl, Lute?"

Strange sounds came from the toilet, and before the black haired girl could reply, the toilet door flew open. The loud bang made Jett whirl around. Another girl stepped out, and Jett tilted her head to one side. There was only one person she knew who spoke like that.

"Gnar… man?"

 

[Capt. Blu]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa- Nani's shared room with Cap


"C'mom Cap!" Man this voice was going to get to her- er him? After examining her male body for some time, and deducing that nothing was truly bad about this situation besides the fact that she'd need new clothes, Nani prepared to look for some of the others. Maybe they had some answers. "Hopefully this isn't some Guilder disease thing. Being a pirate never caused this trouble." She shook her head and ran fingers through her short hair. Cap rested on Nani's more broad shoulder with his feathers completely ruffled. The bird was a little slimmer, pink, and had some weird pink mohawk going on- with a braid! Nani merely pet the bird and decided to head out the door to one of the rooms.

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa - Fromt of Moria and Syed's room

She didn't know that the door nearest her was Moria and Syed's room, but she knocked anyway. Cap squawked before she could speak.


"Open up! We're takin' yer loot!"


"Yeah- wait no. Cap shut up! You're gonna have me get hit or something." She couldn't help but laugh and knock on the door again.


"Oi! A little help? It seems I've come down with some weird- well I dunno what ta call it, but it ain't normal!" Again, this voice was something else... Of all the things she could have been entertained about, her voice fascinated her the most.


"Oh and possibly dude clothes too?"

 

[Bunanigans]

Drych Lake Spa - Moira and Syed's room

Nani had barely finished knocking and speaking before the door before her was suddenly wrenched from it's hinges entirely. "Oh for fuck's sake!" boomed a deep, male voice. And there stood Moira, having thankfully clothed her... himself in whatever rough clothes he didn't mind stretching and ruining. He was still pretty short even as a male, even if he was generally broader. And hairier. His armor sure as hell didn't fit anymore. He dropped the door to the floor, looking quite fustrated.

"Moira!" a clear female voice cried out, and with that Syed scrambled into view, as easily recognisable as ever as well. As much as she was generally a little smaller all round in her strange female body, she was still tall, and her overall baggier robes were tighter around her hips. "What on Ddaear did you do?!" She was practically pulling her hair out already. She turned to the doorway, her softer abeit still striking features blushing quite spectacularly in self-conciousness as she spotted him. As much as Nani's body had changed, his features were all too telling. For her, anyway. "...Nani? Is that you?" She paused, clearly in thought. "Gods... have you seen any of the others yet?"

"That's the Pirate chick?! Holy shit look at yer bird!" Moira exclaimed. He pointed towards Captain, clearly impressed. "Bird, you're the most badass lookin' thing I ever saw. Sod those Varren." Meanwhile Syed carefully padded over the broken door, cringing and muttering the whole while. "Urgh, fuck... I dunno come in, we might have somethin'. If you don't mind rollin' up yer cuffs anyway." He turned to follow Syed, mainly to allow her to get further into the room.

Syed seemed to pause for a moment as she picked up his bag, staring at her shaking hands. "If... if you want to know what's going on, we're just as stumped as you are." She brought the bag over to the Pirate, showing him the contents. "Sorry, I'm a kind of a preppy dresser. Probably not your scene, heh... don't your clothes fit anymore then?"

"Stumped?! I'm fucking FURIOUS!" Moira bellowed, clenching her fists before himself. With that beard he was one hell of a fearsome sight. "When I find out what the fuck is going on...!"

Syed recoiled. "First!" she interrupted, hers already lighter voice rising some more along with her finger, "Shouldn't we check on the others? I'm... worried about some people."

"Yeah, last time some shit like this happened Estelle went missin' didn't she?" Moira grumbled much like how someone would grumble about a bus being late, throwing his shoes to one side. Looked like the pair of them would probably have to go barefoot. "Probably best we check nobody stole her again... him... fuck..."

 

[Rexcalibur]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa - Gents' Room

"Oh, finally!" the little boy cried out the second Quentin stepped outside the bathroom. "I've been holding it in forever. Exqueeze me!" Trixie pushed right passed the bathed lady and straight into the open room, slamming and locking the door afterwards. Those outside the room can hear the marble toilet seat slamming against the back of the toilet, as well an unzipping noise. Then a brief silence.

"... ... ahhh! I don't know what I'm doing, but I really have to pee! Sorry, nice ladies!"

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A deep masculine voice slithered out from outside Moira and Syed's door. Its owner, a tall and blonde, rugged man, practically staggered in, with every step a hesitant one. He brought his arm up, leaning against the doorway, his green eyes wide and flaring. Judging from all the names he heard on his way in, the three inside were definitely who this man thought they were.

"What... in the flying fuck... happened?"

He wasn't properly clothed either, preferring a towel around his body - from chest to knees, rather than just the hip - instead of the lovely dress he had entered the spa with. Thankfully what he was wearing before the ~magic~ that must've occurred overnight was just some lazy sleeping clothes. He would've sworn death if any of his fancy silken dresses were torn up the way his simple dress was.

 

[Cephalogod]

Drych Lake Spa- Aria and Estelle's room

"KYAAAAAAAAA! PERVEEEEERT!!!"

"Gack!" Aria stumbled back from Estelle's push before tripping over an errant pillow that had fallen off the bed and onto the floor some time in the night. She, or he, currently, groaned and clutched the back of his head. "What was that- It's me! Aria!" He quickly yelped out upon spotting Estelle standing on her- his bed clutching a pillow threateningly in his hands. The girl had become quite a bit stronger, as the illusionist had found out from the shove, and he really didn't want to get knocked out by a pillow thrown full strength to the face.

Estelle finally seemed to have finally fully woken, if his sudden silence and shock when he looked down was any indication. The redheaded man gave a sudden scream and sprinted to the bathroom as Aria picked himself up with a grimace. This certainly was some situation they were in. Had everyone else been affected too, or was it just them? He looked down at the thin nightgown he was wearing. If he was going to look for them, he might as well get changed while Estelle screeched in the bathroom.

Get changed was easier said than done, however. He peered into his travel bag at the dresses and skirts he had brought along with a sigh. Surely he had to have something? Shirts were unneeded now for now, thanks to the unequal opinions of society on male and female busts. Finally he managed to dredge up a pair of swim trunks that were a bit bigger than his usual sizes, meaning it wouldn't be too tight.

When Estelle finally returned from the bathroom, Aria was admiring his reflection in the mirror in the room. Even if he had been turned into a man, least he was hot.

"Hey, Estelle." Aria turned with a small amused twitch of the lips at their flustered leader. "I think we should go find the others, don't you agree? Judging by the amount of screaming this morning... I feel it safe to assume the same's happened to everyone."

 

[Pachamac]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Gent's Room

The Pride stood and watched in amazement, first as a strangely familiar looking young boy popped into their room, and then from the altogether bizarre sounds erupting from the locked bathroom door. They were locked in silence as everything transpired, until finally, mercifully at last, it was over.

"Was that… that wasn't… was it?" Tobi began to ask, tilting his head down at the bathroom door and at the boy who had just gone inside. Marcus nodded, in agreement with what Tobias was thinking, and then turned to move back towards his bed and belongings.

"We should get dressed and find the others, try to figure out what's going on here. If Trixie's been affected too then it's not just those of us inside this room, it could have been everyone." Marcus spoke, bending down and recovering his mage robes and undershirt and trousers. The undershirt would be particularly tight around his significantly larger chest, to such an extent it would reveal his midriff, but other then that his clothes would be suitable. The same for Tobi and his own clothing, his trousers, top and white jacket were all loose enough no matter what the gender of the person wearing them was. As everyone else moved to try and dress themselves, with whatever ease or difficult it might take, the bathroom door finally swung open at the same time a loud flush from the toilet rung out, and the little boy who had invaded the room walked out with a refreshed sigh.

"That was the weirdest thing ever." He said.

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Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Aria and Estelle's Room

Masculine hands gripped and groped about her face, touching and pulling on the skin she saw reflected in the bathroom mirror, her eyes and jaw both widening in disbelief and in horror. What had happened to her? She wasn't always happy about her body, but she was at least content about it, and didn't want to be turned into… into a guy! Just… just what had happened to her?!

"A nightmare…" Estelle muttered. "That's got to be it. I'm still dreaming. It's a nightmare… it's the Dream Eater again, cus… cus this can't…" Tears began to form and drop down her eyes as the pain she felt from pinching herself confirmed Estelle's wishes were false. This was no dream. "Illusion magic then… Aria's… Aria's trying to prank me. That's… that's… yeah!"

Taking a deep breath, trying to compose herself, Estelle opened the door to the bathroom again and stepped out into her and Aria's room. She noticed again the man who had woken her trying to get dressed, who had called himself Aria, and Estelle squinted. If it was just an illusion, then it should have wavered and broken when Estelle suddenly tackled him to the floor, so then maybe it wasn't an illusion either? Unless, of course, this wasn't Aria, and was instead some guy they roped in to help prank Estelle, and Aria was hiding somewhere else inside the room. It wouldn't surprise her, this man could have been one of the staff members or a guest who was staying here before the Varren infestation blocked off the possibility of leaving.

Except that this guy was rummaging through Aria's belongings, trying to choose what would be acceptable to wear, and he even… even looked like her. Or at least, the closest possible way a male version of Aria would be. Estelle's head was swimming. This was all far, far too much for her. If only she could go back to sleep and wake up again to everything being normal…

"Estelle? Are you okay?" Aria asked, surprised not to find her screaming again. "I think we should go find the others, don't you agree? Judging by the amount of screaming this morning... I feel it safe to assume the same's happened to everyone."

"I…" Estelle sighed. She didn't really want to. She didn't want anyone to see her this way, but what choice did she have?

Then suddenly, a new emotion hit her. An emotion which would easily help Estelle to take a step outside of the room, find the others, and find out what had happened to them. Depression wasn't like her, but anger was. She was going to find out who had done this to her and then smack the crap out of them!

In the flash of an eye she raced over to her bed again, putting on her shirt and a pair of three quarter length shorts that were just a tad too tight around the waist and crotch, but otherwise manageable. She left her armour by the side of her bed, and picked up her Fireblade, stomping towards their exit.

"Answers." She said. "We're gonna get some answers and make whoever did this to us pay!!"[/hr]

 

[Warden]

Drych Lake Spa - Corridor

"Why would I have an opportunity to see breasts, anyway?" Lute grumbled to himself as he pulled out a tribal scarf from his knapsack. Now that the initial panic had worn off, the virtuoso was able to realign his priorities and the first on that list was changing into something fitting for his new body type. His usual clothes were, to his disappointment, looser than they were before so he had to pick an entirely new ensemble. Thankfully, having a sister who makes clothes part-time helped him in that regard. The scarf was slung around his back then tied over his chest in an X formation, with the ends serving as a lock securely knotted behind his nape and the leftover cloth trailing downwards like a rope. As for his lower body, maybe his current shorts would suffice?

By then, Quentin had finally relinquished his hold of the bathroom, having apparently used his time inside to shampoo his hair. Lute stared at his comrade's oh-so-fragrant head as the water mage happily bounced away from the door and wondered what all the moaning was for; his own hair was now cascading past his back in soft curls and waves, and it honestly seemed like a hassle to wash and dry. A kid- hey, don't tell me even Trixie got swapped?- zipped past him and claimed the bathroom before Lute could even go inside, so he just shrugged and walked towards the others.

Jett(?) seemed shocked, so the virtuoso smiled at him. "I'm sure it's just temporary, don't you worry," He cooed in a disarmingly soft voice. Delilah howled with laughter when the virtuoso's hand flew to his throat. After a few coughs, Lute continued, "at any rate, Marcus is right, we have to find the others! They're just nearby, so I'm sure it wouldn't be any trouble…"

The boys-turned-girls left their room and veered through the corridors in search of their friends, which wasn't all that difficult to begin with.

"Moira, Syed! Miss Amy?" Lute piped up as he saw a familiar duo and- yep, that was definitely Moira- a wrecked door. A guy with a pink parrot and another man draped with towels was with them. From the sharp green gaze and the hair color, Lute immediately assumed that he was Amy. "I'm glad you're all fine!" Realizing that his words could be taken some other way, the virtuoso wrung his hands and added, "'fine' as in unwounded!"

 

[Capt. Blu]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa- Moria and Syed's room


Nani and Cap visibly jumped when the door was literally ripped off the hinges. "Yeesh, someone's upset." That someone was...without a doubt Moria. She, er he, was just as vicious as Moria. And well, if you took off the beard, slimmed her a bit, and fixed the hair, it could be Moria. Syed came running along and Nani grinned. "No way! So all the guys turned to lasses? Lookin' good there Syed." Nani chuckled and crossed her arms.


Cap's feathers ruffled towards the compliment, but he couldn't help but be proud. His wing moved in an 'aw shucks' motion and Nani rolled her eyes at the conceited parrot.


"Of course it's me! In the flesh! Just...a little different." She looked down at her nearly naked form and laughed. "Juuuusst a little." She wandered into their room, expecting more things to be broken besides the door. Too bad she found nothing.


She looked down at Syed's clothes and laughed. "I guess it'll do. As for my own clothes, I'd rather not try stretchin' a tank top out. Ha! And I know my shorts aren't gonna be comfortable." She pulled the elastic waistband of her shorts and chuckled. "Good thing I had these. Thanks for the temporary wear." Nani saluted and started to put the clothes on until Moria yelled again. She stumbled backwards and Cap flew up, landing on Syed's shoulder- of course to avoid falling as well.


"Yeesh yer one angry wo- er man." She stood, folding up what needed to be folded and adjusted the wear. "Fits well enough!" Nani would have to pull her pants up every now and then, but it was fine. The idea that everyone else was changed too made her hurry to the door. Though before she could dart out, another male came to the door.


She eyed the male and then grinned, despite the other's obvious frustration. "Well aren't you eye candy." If she recalled, and puzzle pieced together, this male was Amy. And Amy was good looking as a chick (then again a lot of them were) so there was no doubt she'd be a hot guy. And then another person strolled behind Amy- a woman. So just for the hell of it, Nani wolf whistled and laughed. "

 

[Fox of Hearts]

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Gent's Room

Jett blinked dumbly at first. He continued staring at the fem!Lute though he noticed the little boy out dashing for the toilet of the corner of his eye. He blinked once again after the door slammed. Gradually the sides of his lips curled upwards.

"Thanks man. I … I think I'm fine tho. Only have this weird hair and squeaky voice."

He chuckled a little. Actually come to think of it, having the rest of his male companions turn into girls was quite funny. He was secretly glad that it didn't happen to him. The rookie flopped onto his bed and twirled several strands of hair round his finger. That was when he glanced at his own chest for the first time since he got up.

"D…d…Ddear Dyn!"

The novice crushed the two mounds with his hands. He squeezed it several times, but they were real. Dyn! He shouldn't have been so amused earlier. He buried his face in his hands again. Jett knocked his forehead against the fingertips several times.

"S'okay. Take your time." He answered upon hearing Trixie shouting from within the bathroom.

Even with Prankster using the toilet, all it took was a good fifteen minutes or so for the Guilders to get ready, and soon the men were out the door with little boy Trixie. Jett continued fighting his luscious brown locks as they marched down the corridor.

Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa- Moria and Syed's room

He grumbled under his breath. The stupid ribbon he was given wasn't cooperating. He got so caught up with it that he walked straight into the wall the moment the rest turned to enter the Moira's room. He fell onto his bum and his tresses obscured his face.

A wolf whistle made him perk up and his annoyance melted away. The young man got to his feet and hurried into the door. He smiled brightly the moment on Nani and her companion. Really, that bird never cease to amaze him.

"Hey Nani… WOAH Captain! You're pink. It's awesome!"

 

[Rapidfire]

Drych Lake Spa - Corridor

Once Quentin emerged from the bathroom, her face was frozen in a permanent :D shape. She bounced around the room cheerfully, humming while she dressed. While she was not as top heavy as Marcus, she still had nice curves. The fortunate side of not being Marcus-sized was that her clothes were only slightly snug around the bust line. Everyone else looked like they had fallen into a linen closet to dress.

During much of the commotion, Quentin had remained silent. Between the chatter of the other lads, the water mage had little to add to the conversation. Mostly, this could be attributed to the delight of having the prettiest hair out of all of them, if Quentin did say so herself. She was downright cute and there was no denying it! She sat on the bed and pulled on her boots when Marcus proposed they find the others. It sounded like a rational conclusion, even though Quentin was already crafting mental images of what the girls looked like as men. Internally, she shuddered.

As the boys-turned-girls headed out, Quentin stumbled. The different body shape was giving her gross motor skills hell. She had to lift one leg high before clomping her foot down to take a step. The effect was to make it seem like she was a soldier marching to a martinet's commands. Still determined to go with the flow, Quentin marched after the others, treading heavily as she went.

Then she saw Moira, Syed, and Amy. Quentin was grateful she had on her sunglasses because her eyes widened. Her mouth curled into a barely-repressed giggle. Moira looked like a pudgy dwarf who ought to be wielding a hammer called Niflheim or something. Amy was sporting some kind of stubbly goatee. And Syed...well, Quentin stared at Syed hard. Honestly, but for the slimmer body and the longer locks, Syed did not look too different; maybe it was the disorientation and the morning sun playing tricks on the eye. Quentin shook her head, feeling her hair sway. Her hair!

"Wow," Quentin said. "Anyone seen the owner? And is anyone going to compliment my hair?"

 

[Bunanigans]

Drych Lake Spa - Moira and Syed's room

Moira found herself gaping at the man who approached them. Holy shit! While not her cup of tea build-wise - he didn't have muscles on his muscles - this dude was hot as hell! Like seriously! It was like if you put together everyone's idea of an ideal man, he would be the result. Moira put her hand on her hip, and batted her eyelashes a bit, which combined with her clothing made her look like the world's worst drag-queen. "Hey-" she crooned.

"Amy?!" Syed interrupted in that strange, alien voice of his, still flushing quite spectacularly from Nani's joking compliment. His hand, which had previously been hesitantly stroking Captain's fabulously plumed head, froze at the sight of her. Wait shit the guy was AMY?! Moira puffed her cheeks out and averted her eyes fast. Shit! She nearly hit on her best friend! That would have been awkwaaaaaard.

Unfortunately the cleric was looking very vunerable right now. Syed, as shaken as he was, clenched his hands by his sides. He seemed to catch himself though, seizing his bag with trembling hands once Nani was done and offering it to Amy. "Here, you should probably put something on. This... should probably fit you better than it does me right now..." he averted his eyes awkwardly, his voice tinged with the panic he was trying so hard to supress.

Before they knew it pretty much a mob of women piled through the doorway. Syed recoiled in fright, a natural response to such a thing, while Moira wasted no time at all in pointing out the obvious. "COR! LOOK AT THOSE BAZOOKAS!" she bellowed. "You could use those as a shelf!" Judging by the fact that out of the two pale haired chicks, this was the one who didn't immediately shove their foot in their mouth, this was probably Marcus. Not that Moira understood why Lute backtracked in the first place. Double meanings weren't her thing. She tilted her head at the one who must be Lute's outfit of choice. Brave. "Ey, some days I forget how much balls you got, love."

"Don't worry Lute, we know what you meant," Syed flashed Lute a somewhat forced smile. "I'm glad you all are alright too. Well... other than... the obvious..."

"Wait WAIT get the hell outta here how is anyone supposed to get changed with you lot?!" Moira suddenly bellowed, shooing them all out into the corridor to allow Amy to do her thing. With a broken door. Moving into the corridor turned out to be a good thing, as she caught sight of Estelle and Aria leaving their room too. Red hair! Okay, she knew who that one was. She frowned at the brown haired girl who continued to flick her hair about like she was a model for a haircare advert. Moira didn't seem impressed, but then again she wasn't the sort to compliment a haircut anyway. "Nah, I ain't seen her pretty much since we arrived. Uh... which one are you again?"

"Wow!" A voice called out in amazement. A man was perched in a crouch on one of the windows which looked out to the courtyard, a long wooden staff held casually over his shoulders. "I didn't know you guys were cross-dressers too! You're all so good at it! Anyway I was supposed to tell you..." He sniffed at the air. "Mmmmm. Is that the shampoo?"