Lucina's New Cock [FEA Cock TF + Femboy TGTF]

[Contains cock TF, FTM TGTF, reality warping, corruption/contagion TF, and mind alteration]

[Corresponding drawings can be found here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/femboy-lucina-tf-74553344]

Robin panted lustfully as her wife railed her from behind. Lying in bed tummy-down, she savoured the feeling of Tharja’s hips pounding her asscheeks and her strap-on deep inside her pussy. She adored Tharja’s soft fingers tenderly rubbing her clitty as her pussy juice splattered all over their bed.

“D-do you want to be together? Forever?~” Tharja moaned in her wife’s ear.

“Yes! Oh Tharja- Nnng! -I love you! I want to b-be with you, always!” Robin cried back.

“My love… together with me, as it always should have been! As it always has been… Hee hee hee~”

As she continued to pleasure her wife, Tharja used her free hand to grab the casting materials for her latest hex: a loose strand of Robin’s hair; a strand of her own hair tied into a knot; a very phallic wooden carving; a few wildflowers; and, finally, a drop of Robin’s pussy juice - which was in no short supply at the moment. However, there was another, unintended ingredient that went unnoticed by the dark mage: a stray strand of Severa's hair had somehow made its way to the wrong place at the wrong time.

“There we go~” Tharja smirked. “Together forever… Joined and as one… always~”

The casting materials began to glow an eerie black light, then seemingly vapourised in an instant. The Hex had been set in motion.

“Nnng, Th-Tharja! Yes! H-harder!”

With her next thrust, Tharja’s hips stuck to Robin’s soft butt as her strap-on began to radiate a soothing warmth. Robin’s body instantly began to stiffen up.

“Nnng, Tharja? Wh-what’s…?” Robin began, but trailed off as new sensations commanded her attention.

Robin’s legs suddenly felt very cold as, unbeknownst to her, they began to gradually shrink away into nothingness. The artificial cock inside her seemed to melt into her body, fusing with her in a very pleasant burst of energy. Her sexy butt, too, melted to merge with the woman behind her.

“Th-Tharja!? Tharja, what are you d-doing!?”

“I’m doing what we both want: making us a part of each other~”

“Wh-wh-what’s happening to meee!?

Gravitating to her sides, Robin’s arms glued themselves to her body and refused to do as she commanded. The soon-to-be cock shrunk down to a size suitable for a dick, then her torso lost its sexy, defined curves in favour of a much more phallic form.

Finally, Tharja’s clitoris melted and fused with Robin’s 9-inch-long body, connecting their nervous systems. Tharja could feel Robin’s ‘body’ as if it were her own dick - because it was.

The simple girlcock settled into its new home above Tharja’s wet labia lips. The only part of her humanity remaining was her head and her consciousness.

“Tharja!! Whaph happheming!? Robin tried to scream, but her mouth was full of a warm, gooey substance coming from deeper within her.

"Hee hee! You're my brand new cock! Or should I say, the cock I've always had! Nothing a little reality warping couldn’t fix~”

"Woph ouph! Nnngph!!"

"Silly thing, talking with your mouth full~” Tharja cooed. “You don’t need to speak anymore Robin, I can hear your thoughts as my own~”

‘What!? Tharja, what did you DO to me!?’ Robin said in her mind.

“Like I said, you’re my dick now~”

Tharja oh-so gently skimmed her fingers down Robin’s shaft, feeling as her wife reflexively throbbed with only the slightest touch.

“Gurglefflurgg!!”

Robin sputtered a mouthful of precum as her entire being tensed in a euphoric, instinctual reaction. Tharja’s touch felt so natural… so right… so familiar.

‘Th-Tharja… I feel w-weird…’

“Give it a moment, darling. Reality is bending, and soon you’ll remember all the wonderful, intimate times we’ve shared together as cock and as Owner~”

Though she still had a human head, Robin learned that it was now quite squishy when Tharja pressed it between her thumb and index finger. The pressure forced more precum to seep from her mouth and dribble down her length.

‘Tharj… Thar… Nnng, so hardja to th-think… So hard… S-stiff… Nnng…’

“It’s ok, Robin… You’re safe. You’re my sexy, beautiful cock now. I’ll take such good care of you… I’ll make you feel so good~”

‘Your… cock?’

“Mhmm~”

The dark mage kneaded her former wife between her fingers and thumb: pressing and squeezing, wringing and twisting, pumping and stroking… Robin lustfully drooled precum that dripped down her shaft and all over Tharja’s hand.

‘C-cock… Cock… good? Own…er… Owner, is Cock doing good?’

“Cock is doing wonderful! Hee hee hee~”

Then, a series of sensations began which felt simultaneously brand new and incredibly familiar for both women. Robin seized up, getting ready to pump Tharja’s girlcum as hard as she could! Then, her muscles relaxed and contracted over and over in rapid succession! Wave after wave of jizz was summoned from just beyond Robin’s senses, pushed through her tense shaft, and shot out her mouth at great speed. It felt like a whole river of goo being forced through her entire body, up her throat, and out all over the bedspread ahead of her.

As each throb got weaker and less frequent, Tharja pinched the base of Robin’s penile body and rubbed along her length, helping the last of her wonderful, warm seed leak away. Robin twitched as the last of their shared climax left her system.

“Nnng, oh yeahhh…” Tharja bit her lip.

‘W-was Cock good enough? P-please don’t abandon Cock! Cock will be good! Cock promise! Cock w-will be-!!’

“Cock is more than enough~” Tharja cooed. “Owner loves her perfect little cock~”

‘Cock… will be…? A-am I Cock? Th-Tharja… Owner…?’

Robin’s mind felt incredibly hazy as her memories again began to fade away. All the memories she made with the shepherds since being found by Chrom and Lissa were undone, warped and reformed into memories of being a needy lil’ dick.

Swinging swords and shooting magic from her hands during daily training with the Shepherds became being Owner’s sword and shooting magical come for her every day. Studying tactics alone in bed became blissful bonding time, safe in Owner’s hand, as she lay in her bed. The day she was found and recruited by Chrom in a green field became the day her Owner was spared and recruited by Chrom in a parched desert. Wrapping up under comfy blankets after a busy day became snuggling up between Owner's legs, her home, where she belonged. Fierce battles as a master tactician became watching Owner in fierce battles as a bulge in Owner's fine, semi-transparent tights. Proposing to and marrying Tharja became begging Owner to protect Cock, to never replace Cock, and to love Cock. Sex with Tharja became fucking Owner's lovers as her good, obedient Cock.

'Owner…'

"That's it, precious little Cock… I'm you're Owner~"

'I-! I-!! O-of course. Of course! Owner, it's me! It's me Owner, I'm your Cock! Y-you haven't forgotten me… have you?'

Cock made a pleading face with puppy dog eyes.

'It's me! Oh Owner, I promise to be better! I'll be more memorable! I'll make so much pleasure for you, I'll-'

"Shhhh, it's alright… Of course I remember. How could I ever forget my gorgeous Cock?~"

A big, genuine smile returned to Cock's face.

'Ahhh! I'm so relieved! Thank you, Owner!!'

"Good girl~" Tharja patted Cock's tiny lil' head. "My good girl… Hee hee~"

—

Meanwhile, in a nearby tent, Lucina and her girlfriend Severa were having an intimate time of their own. The pair were roleplaying one of their favourite fantasies, Where Lucina had taken on her persona of Marth and Severa was her royal fucktoy.

“Good evening, Doll~” Lucina said in her Marth voice - a deeper, more masculine sounding voice than her normal one.  “I’m so glad to see you after such a hard day~”

“Hmmph… Took you long enough, jerk…" Severa gave her usual cold shoulder act as she simply sat naked on her partner's bed.

“Is that any way to talk to your Owner, hmm?” Lucina, meanwhile, had gone the distance with her outfit, having tied her hair up, adorned her mask, and slid into a royal blue sleeveless dress with matching opera gloves and thigh boots.

“Mmm…” Severa squirmed needily. She acted tough and distant, but really she wanted nothing more than to be loved and cared for. “Welcome home, Owner Marth.”

“That’s a good girl~”

“Are… Are you going to use Doll now, Owner? N-not that Doll particularly wants you to or anything!”

Severa was already blushing, especially seeing how Lucina’s strap-on was tenting her dress.

“Of course I am, silly~”

Severa let out a horny, submissive squeak.

“You try to hide it, but I see. I know you love it when I call you my silly little doll~” Lucina cooed, slowly approaching the bed.

“N-no! Of course not!! Wh-who would like being talked down to like that? D-definitely not Doll…” Severa avoided her partner’s eyes.

“Heh, that might just be the silliest thing you’ve said.” Lucina gave a teasing smirk.

Burying her face in her hands, Severa just let out more muffled squeaks and moans. In turn, Lucina knelt beside the bed and gently grabbed the pseudo-doll’s wrists and slowly guided them away from her face.

“I know you really love me~”

“O-of course not, idiot! Doll just… tolerates you…”

Lucina then placed a scarred hand on Severa’s soft, warm cheek. “Really, hmm?”

“D-Doll loves you, Owner…” Severa muttered embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, I'll take such good care of you~”

“You always take care of Doll… Thank you, Owner.” Severa said, tentatively returning her gaze to Lucina.

“Of course~ You're so obedient… so sweet… so beautiful… You’re the best love doll a guy could ask for~"

“Mmm~”

“Now, be a good girl and get in position for me~” Lucina commanded gently.

“Y-yes, Owner!” Despite trying her best, Severa couldn’t contain her eagerness.

The pseudo-doll shuffled so she was on her hands and knees, revealing her rear for ‘Marth’. Severa’s plump, squeezable butt and already-leaky pussy were completely exposed and at Lucina’s mercy.

“Nnng, your ass never fails to get me hard~”

As she lustfully bit her lower lip, Lucina slapped her girlfriend’s soft, helpless buttcheek with just enough force to sting a little.

“Ah!!” Severa gasped reflexively. “J-jerk…”

“Oh, what’s that? Well, if you don’t like it, I can always just stop…”

“N-no! No, p-please don’t stop, Owner…”

Lucina slapped Severa’s other cheek, then grabbed her ass in both hands.

“Ah!! Mmm, O-Owner… hhhhhh~”

“That’s it… Such a good doll~”

At that, Lucina lifted her tight dress up and over her bulging strap-on, then teasingly used the tip to gently grace Severa’s clitoris.

“AHH!! Ah! Ah! Nnng… M-more! More!~” Severa moaned.

“Mmm, beg me for it, doll~”

“P-please, Owner! Doll needs you! Doll needs you inside it! It can’t l-live without you… Doll promises it’ll be good…”

“Oh you poor thing… You’re always good~”

Finally, Lucina held her lover's waist and slid into her wonderful pussy. Deep within her, a part of Lucina desperately wanted a cock so she could feel the sensation of being surrounded by the one she loves - to feel in the way she had dreamed of for so long.

As she thought that, unbeknownst to her, Tharja’s hex rippled through the fabric of space in an undetectable magical shockwave. For most, this had no impact on them whatsoever. However, Severa was a different story…

A burning sensation quickly formed in Severa’s vagina and spread like wildfire throughout the rest of her body. The thrusts of Lucina’s hips hitting her ass abruptly ceased as their skin began to merge with each other’s. The strap-on seemingly disappeared as it fused to both the woman it was inside and the woman who was wearing it.

“H-huh!? I feel weird…” Severa said wearily.

Lucina didn’t respond, instead simply beginning to stroke Severa’s sides back and forth.

“N-Nnng… S-so hot… and full…”

Next, the magic started to rewrite and integrate Severa’s body functions with her partner’s: the pair’s arteries joined and Lucina’s blood began to pump through Severa’s veins; Lucina’s urethra connected to Severa’s vaginal canal as it grew further up her changing body; Severa’s legs curled up and shrunk into a scrotum that integrated their plumbing with Lucinarth’s, creating a new home for her ovaries to descend and morph into testicles; LuciMarth’s vaginal canal sealed itself shut as his womb reformed into a brand new prostate; and LuMarth’s clitoris connected his nervous system to Severa’s before finally melting away.

Severa’s entire form was shrinking and her arms had plastered themselves to her sides - becoming her sides - which LuMarth continued to stroke faster and harder as she became more phallic by the second.

“Lucina!! Lucina what’s happening!? Lucina!?”

But Severa wasn’t the only one undergoing a complete transformation.

“Nnng, my h-head…” Marth groaned, his voice breaking as his vocal chords were altered.

Marth’s chest binder faded from existence, freeing his cute little tiddies to temporarily appear as bumps in his dress before becoming flat pecs. A cute, slightly noticeable Adam's apple formed on his neck and the slightest hint of thin, fuzzy facial hair appeared along his jawline. His long hair, which had been pulled up to look shorter, suddenly lost the bulk of its length such that it barely reached his shoulders. An inky black gloss appeared on his cute little fingernails - painting them made him feel cuter, after all! And finally, his hips widened to exaggerate his more feminine body shape.

Meanwhile, his head was spinning as reality warped and changes rippled through time. Marth’s past as Lucina felt like the remnants of a dream vapourising away just after being awoken from sleep. New memories were born from the distortion and transformation of old ones, overwriting who he was at the core of his being - and since he was thinking of having a cock at the moment the hex was cast, that was the crux that the reality warping magic concentrated around. Lucina no longer existed - no, she never existed to begin with. All the time she’d spent crossdressing as a boy turned into his normal life as a hot femboy prince. Memories of her wearing a packer or a strap-on were replaced with memories flaunting his sexy femboy bulge and pegging anyone who wanted him to. The times she’d shared with her lover Severa became the time he spent wooing the hearts of everyone around him to form a polycule. The uncomfortable feeling she got while wearing a chest binder became euphoria from feeling up his sexy, flat chest whenever he felt like it. All that time she missed out on fun, on living her life, on becoming a dignified princess worthy of the crown was reversed into memories of him sucking cock and giving cock. All her experience with a pussy warped into fun with his femboy cock, which he had named Severa.

With the transformation complete, Severa’s head remained in place of a glans on an otherwise normal dick.

“Nnng, that’s a good boy~ That’s it Severa, good boy~” Marth cooed as he stroked his now-complete phallus.

“Wh-what!? Lucina, I’m not a boy!! A-ahh… G-Gods your hands feel googhhfrg-!!” Severa was interrupted by a warm, gooey substance gradually flowing down her length and gathering in her mouth. ‘There’s no WAY I am what I think I am right now! Lucina! Lucinaaa! Help meee!’ She screamed in her mind.

Severa squirmed and throbbed helplessly as if she could wiggle her way out of her predicament, but that just added to her intense, newfound libido.

“Hhh-! Hhhhh-!! Nnng, you’re really horny today, aren’t you little guy~” Marth constricted his shaft just behind Severa’s head.

Though fear was coursing through her body, so was the blood of her lover. Severa’s stiff, phallic form somehow felt right at home between Marth’s legs and being held in his hands despite alarms blaring in her mind. Perhaps it was the fear, but her whole situation just felt so damn good.

Returning to tight, rapid strokes, Marth grunted as Severa created a surge of pleasure for the both of them. Lovely, warm femboy precum filled Severa’s mouth and seeped past her lips, ran down her chin and along her length, then finally stuck to Marth’s soft, delicate hands. Something about the sensation of her former partner’s sticky hands pumping her new penile body resonated deep within her core, filling Severa with a desperate yearning to be connected to Marth forever.

A new instinct filled Severa’s little, cocky head: Come. Come for Marth. Come for Owner. Shoot a hot, gooey load out everywhere. Be a good little cock and climax for Owner.

But before she could process her new instinct, the muscles at her base tensed and she knew she was about to go over the edge. Severa felt her Owner’s fluid surging through the plumbing further upstream only a moment before it swelled her urethra and escaped in a burst of torrent of pleasure.

“Ah! Ah! Nnng!!”

Severa could only gurgle as wave after wave of Marth’s precious jizz shot from the new cock’s mouth with each euphoric seize and pump. Everything was so hot, between the blood erecting her form and the femboy cream spurting messily from her lips.

Soon enough, the sensations wound down and Severa slowly became flaccid. Now that her face wasn’t pointing up, she could see the mess she and Marth made together all over their sheets.

“Hhhh… Hhhh…” Marth panted with satisfaction. “Such a good boy, Severa~ My good boy~”

An involuntary twitch shivered through Severa.

“I- I’m-!! I’m noph a boy!!” She said, her mouth still a bit clogged up with jizz. “Luthina!” Severa spat out some more come. “Lucina! Lucina this isn’t right! How can you just c-come through me so casually!? We have to turn me b-back!”

Though she could still speak, Marth disregarded Severa’s voice as if it weren’t even there. Cocks don’t speak, after all. He simply pulled his tight dress down over his cock and began to walk somewhere.

“W-wait! Where are we going!? Lucina! L-Lucina?”

Thanks to Marth’s lack of smallclothes, and being kept facing down thanks to her clothy confines, Severa simply watched her Owner’s sexy twink legs strut effeminately around his tent.

In Tharja’s hex, the dark mage used Robin’s strand of hair and one of her own to link them in the magic’s power. However, one of Severa’s hairs was included, but it didn’t have a corresponding knotted strand of hair to latch onto. As such, Severa was forced to latch onto whoever possible and become their dick. That didn’t end the hex, however: as she would soon learn, since the hex didn’t have the ingredients to complete its magical transformation, Severa was doomed to suffer an odd, corruptive, reality-warping curse for the rest of her days…

[Uncensored version and the second half of this story, where Marth’s corruptive cum causes all who touch it to grow a Severa cock of their own, can be found on my Patreon for all tiers!]

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“Nnng! Lucina, stop this! You can’t just ignore this!! Turn me back you jerk!!”

Severa squirmed and twitched, struggling against the soft dress, to get Marth’s attention.

“Heh heh, you’re needy today, aren’t you little one~”

Marth teased his dick, gently patting his bulge. He truly couldn’t hear Severa’s cries for help thanks to Tharja’s incredibly potent hex.

“I mean it!! Rrrgh, why are you ignoring me!? Lucina… d-don’t you love me anymore? I’m your cock… G-girlfriend! I’m your girlfriend!! Not your cock!! Nnng, this whole situation is messing with my head…”

Suddenly, a swell of blood and arousal rushed into her, along with the mental image of Kjelle!

“Hello Marth~” Kjelle’s voice said with an uncharacteristically charmed tone.

“Good evening, milady~” Marth replied with a smirk. “Are you ready for some sword training?~”

“Oh Gods, Lucina you don’t mean-!?” Severa gasped.

“Hells yeah I am! Now come here you squishy, pathetic excuse for a soldier! Get ready for a lesson from a bonafide tank~” Kjelle growled with an enthusiasm she usually reserved for combat.

“Yes, Ma’am~”

Marth obeyed, strutting up to the intense tomboy. Severa felt herself get squished against Kjelle’s rock-hard abs as the strong woman lifted Marth off his feet in a tight embrace. A disorienting sensation of free-fall preceded a jolt that shook the poor, confused cock when Marth was - quite literally - thrown onto Kjelle’s soft bed. The next thing she knew, Severa sprung up as Kjelle lifted Marth’s dress up to his tum.

“Gyaaaahh!!” Severa yelled as she slowly lost momentum in her sproinging back and forth.

“Good lad, your weapon is already primed and ready to go. Now let’s see if your stamina training is paying off!”

Now that her head had stopped bobbing back and forth, Severa saw that Kjelle was already stark naked and looming above Marth, who was laying on his back awaiting action.

“P-pussy! Kjelle, y-your pussy!! Nnng, gorgeous! Beautiful! Sexy! Let me kiss it, please please puh… please? Gawds, what is HAPPENING to me!? I’m… I’m acting like I’m just a dumb cock!! I’m… just a dumb cock…?”

Before Severa could ponder her new impulses and cravings, she felt herself sliding into Kjelle’s slick, wet pussy! Everything went dark as the fortress knight’s delectably sweet pussy juice soaked her whole body and filled her mouth! A small semblance of her former humanity appeared for a brief moment as the fleeting desire to gasp for air passed through her mind. But of course, cocks don’t need to breathe. What a silly notion the cock imagined!

As Marth soon discovered, Kjelle’s sopping pussy could hug as tight as her arms. As she bounced on the femboy’s lap, Kjelle retained a firm grip on Severa’s shaft, rubbing from end to end and back again. Her chest inflated with each forceful breath and her bottom lip curled back as she began to furiously knead her clit.

“I can *pant* tell you’re not *pant* keeping up on your k-kegels, princeling~ *pant*” Kjelle taunted. “I want *pant* ten thousand kegels *pant* by tomorrow night!”

“Y-yeh-yes M-Ma’am! *pant*” Marth struggled to exhale.

Severa could barely hear the pair speak through the constant squelching of the well-lubricated skin-on-skin friction she was experiencing - plus, of course, the loud pulse thumping throughout her entire being.

As pre began to flow up through her shaft, the constant wringing from the strong yet soft pussy ate away at the thoughts racing through the dick’s mind. Worries and anxieties just melted away in her own personal steam bath of Kjelle’s glorious, womanly nectar. And the confinement! Severa rapidly gained a claustrophilia as the restricted space inside Kjelle’s vaginal canal increasingly felt like home, where she was always meant to be! The first splurts of precum only strengthened this sensation as she left her mark in her tiny abode.

But it wasn’t enough! Severa needed to paint Kjelle’s insides with her owner’s jizz! Of this, she was more certain than anything else in her life!

‘S-spread! Spread Owner’s seed! Give her Marth’s come! M-Marth!?’ Severa briefly questioned why she had used the name Marth instead of Lucina, but that thought was overridden in an instant as her sexual desire burned her mind. ‘Need to cream this pussy!! C-cream it for Owner!! Home! Cream my new home with Owner’s warm boy juice!’

“I’m gonna come!”

At last, Severa felt the pressure swell at the base of her balls as her insides bulged to accommodate the surge of wonderful come she so craved to release. Every muscle in her control spasmed excitedly as she created mind-melting pleasure to share with her Owner.

And she could feel it! Severa could tell that her pleasure was reaching Marth - that she was being a good cock and making her Owner feel so, so good! That sensation electrified every cell of her body and doubled her climax’s potency.

“Nnngah! Nnng!” Kjelle groaned.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! AHHHH!!” Marth wailed.

Soon, the high intensity died down, and Severa was removed from her cozy home. As light once again returned to her world, she could see her handiwork as a glob of jizz leaked from the pussy along with her. But something was amiss. Now that her mind was clearer again, she could comprehend her situation a bit more, and something about how Kjelle’s vulva looked just seemed… off.

Then, a sudden twitch of Kjelle’s clitty drew her attention and pointed it out: the clitoris was an unnaturally bright shade of red, and definitely different than it was before she was shoved inside her. It seemed to spasm… and grow?

“Nnng… Nnng!” Kjelle returned to a state of heat as her clitoris began to change.

From the bright crimson orb grew two identical twintails on either side. The clit swelled outward as the tip reformed into a more bulbous shape. Then, the unnatural colour shifted like hair to reveal a face - Severa’s face!

“WH-WHAT!?” The original Severa shrieked in abject horror.

The face across from her simply wore a blissful, almost empty expression on its face at first, but quickly twisted into one of desperate lust. The new Severa’s tongue hung out of its open mouth as its eyes made a pleading look up toward its Owner above. Little twitches rippled across its face as it continued to grow out of its role as Kjelle’s clit and into its life as her new cock.

“Cock!” The new Severa chirped with the exact same voice as the original. “Hi cock! I’m cock too!!”

“I-I’m not a cock!! And, wait… You notice me?”

“Of course I do! You’re a cock! I love cocks! I want to feel cocks, and rub up against cocks, and throb with cocks, and ooooh just thinking about this is making me so horny!!”

“H-hey!! Would you PLEASE have a bit of dignity!! You’re wearing my face and I don’t want some… some… big dumb fake making me look bad!!” The real Severa commanded.

“Hee hee, you’re an angy cock~”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean!? HEY!! Rrrrrrrrghh!!”

A semi-opaque dribble of goo began to run down the new Severa’s chin as a garbled moan of ecstasy broke free from its lips. It was about the size of the real Severa’s shaft now, but it didn’t stop growing: it just kept getting girthier, meatier, longer, and stronger. The veins in its skin struggled against their incredibly tight, fleshy confines, bulging and throbbing quite visibly with each rapid beat of Kjelle’s heart. The new Severa curved up as it expanded, accentuating the urethra running along its underside.

Meanwhile, Kjelle’s labia lips were drooling liquid of their own, subtly throbbing in sync with the rest of her warping genitals.

Just the sight of Kjelle’s hefty member had made the true Severa hard again without realising it. Such a magnificent cock actually inspired unexpected feelings to emerge within the little femboy cock’s heart.

“Tch. S-so Kjelle has her own me now, huh? Well so what if it’s b-bigger, and stronger, and s-sexier, and… and… Rrrgh!! It’s just a big, fat, stupid doppelganger! I’m still the cock Marth loves most! Aaargh, I mean Lucina!! This is all your fault you slobbering faker!! I’m not jealous of you! I’m really not!! R-really…”

“Heh, up for seconds, milady?” Marth said, eying Kjelle’s new meat.

“You know it, puny boy! I’ve always had the greatest spear endurance in the army~” Kjelle boomed dominantly.

“Gods, I’ve always loved your cock…” Marth drooled a little.

“WHAT!? NO!! This isn’t right! None of this is right! Kjelle just got that dick and now you’re acting like it’s always been there!? A-and you… love her cock? D-don’t you love m-me…?” The original Severa warbled.

Severa’s perspective shifted downwards as Marth shifted onto his knees and leaned forward towards Kjelle’s dick. Her body jolted in response to the next round of Marth’s horniness ramping up. Then, the mental image of Kjelle’s redheaded monster Severa cock appeared in her mind’s eye, just as had happened when Marth set eyes on Kjelle.

“No! NO!! Pay attention to me! N-no, not that me, THIS me!! Lucinaaaa!!! Lucinrphghrgle!!” More pre oozed up her urethra before she could get another word out.

Severa had to grin and bear through her beloved Owner sucking off another cock that shared her likeness, all the while getting super horny for her mental image of the other Severa! It gave a whole new meaning to the phrase dick punch having to sit through her lover sucking off another woman’s dick - a dick that was just a bigger, better version of herself!

‘What sick, twisted fate is this that I’ve been burdened with!? I just want my life back! I want my wife back!! W-well, I was going to make him my wife…’ Severa didn’t even catch that she had referred to her beloved as ‘him’.

Then, the imagined sensation of holding soft, toned glutes flushed through her. Marth was groping Kjelle’s ass now as he serviced her needy girlcock, and the arousal he felt from it was shared through his link with Severa just as before.

More and more pre slowly oozed from Marth’s leaky, sentient penis until finally another climax arrived. For a brief moment, Severa almost felt as if she were ingesting come as opposed to excreting it thanks to a flood of Kjelle’s seed rushing through Marth’s mouth and down his throat. It only took another second for Severa to again seize up ejaculate all over the host’s bedsheets. She had to admit, something about staining someone else’s covers with her Owner’s jizz just felt so right. Spreading the love resonated with something deep in the little cock’s soul and wiped her mind clean of those pesky thoughts and silly human emotions. In that moment. Severa truly was just an extension of her Owner, painting someone’s bed white with the hot seed she so desperately needed to spread.

But then, it all faded away again. Severa’s humanity returned from its temporary leave to find that she was still, much to her dismay, just a femboy’s prick.

“Hhh… Hhh… That’s it fuckboy, take my come like the little slut you are. Swallow all of it.” Kjelle degraded her sub with the same commanding demeanor she always showed.

“*Gulp* Y-yes, Ma’am! I wouldn’t dream of wasting a drop~” Marth licked his lips.

“Good lad. Now lick my cock clean, on the double!”

“Hee hee! Put me back in your mouth, ‘puny boy’! Hee hee hee!” Kjelle’s dick giggled, but only Severa heard it.

Severa ached from two intense, back-to-back eruptions and just wanted a moment of reprieve from the constant rigidity in her body, but Marth’s continued oral work prevented that.

“There. Now don’t skip your training, puny boy, or you’ll be licking my boots instead of my meat!”

Marth gave one final lick of the new Severa’s face, then grinned. “Don’t threaten me with a good time~”

“Heh. Now get outta here you scrawny weakling!”

As Marth left his new girlfriend’s tent, he wiped a bead of his own jizz from Severa’s tiny face, then licked it off his index finger. Instead of concealing his still-erect member, he let her freely jut out from his crotch for all to see with his dress draped over the base of her shaft.

“Dummy! Y-you can’t just leave me hanging like this!! People are going to see me!! What are they going to think!?” Severa yelled in a hushed tone once she realised Marth wasn’t going to hide her.

However, nobody seemed to bat an eye at her. Marth passed by a number of people, often making a suggestive greeting that was reciprocated in kind, but nobody so much as glanced down at Severa. It was as if this were the most normal occurrence in the world. At least, until a chance encounter a few minutes later.

“...Severa?” An eerie voice asked flatly.

“Huh?? Hello!? Is someone there? Do you see me!?” Severa cried excitedly.

“Aheh heh heh heh… Well what have we here?” Tharja asked with a smirk, despite having a reasonable idea of the answer. “Interesting… I wonder what I did wrong to cause this…”

The dark mage approached and squatted to face the rather phallic former human, completely ignoring the human she was attached to.

“Y-you!! You did this to me, didn’t you!? Turn me back right now!!” Severa squirmed and writhed furiously.

“Heh. Not going to happen.” Tharja half chuckled.

“And why the hells not!?”

Tharja pulled up her breechcloth to reveal her Robin dick squished up against her tights.

“Because you almost certainly became like this from the spell I used to turn Robin into my cock. To undo you, it would mean undoing Robin too, and I won’t do that.”

‘Owner! There’s another cock there, isn’t there?’ Robin asked in her mind. She was unable to see since she was curled into a bulge, but she began to swell nonetheless.

“R-Robin… Robin… That name sounds kinda… familiar…” Severa tried to think, but it was like a part of her memories were written in a book, but sections had been hastily scratched out, leaving only a few parts here or there that she could recognise.

“I’m astonished you remember her at all. The reality warp should have affected everyone completely… Well, except for me, of course~”

“Like what you see?” Marth asked, a bit puzzled since he could only hear Tharja’s half of the conversation.

Tharja stood up, adjusted her breechcloth, and opened the tome she carried around with her to scribble something onto one of the messy, cluttered pages. She completely ignored the crown prince of Ylisse.

Simply shaking his head, Marth turned away from Tharja to find whichever bed he’d share next.

—

After about a week, most of the army had been corrupted by Severa’s hexed jizz. All it took was one touch, and the person was infected. And it wasn’t just Marth - the hex was contagious regardless of which Severa it was who ejaculated the cursed seed. It was passed on from one person to the next, spreading like wildfire thanks in part to the extra libido inherent in the hex’s effects.

Of course, Only Severa and Tharja were aware of the contagion. To everyone else, it was as if they had always had a redheaded cock named Severa as soon as they had been corrupted.

Severa had begun to take note of people who had somehow escaped the hex’s influence, though that list grew shorter by the hour. Surely, she thought, Tharja would have to change her mind once she noticed how out of hand the situation had become. Then, finally, she saw her again.

“Tharja! THARJAAA!!” Severa screamed at the top of her nonexistent lungs.

Tharja turned to face Marth and his cock, revealing two bulges between her legs. The pair of dicks were side by side, sandwiching her breechcloth between them as they each strained against her tights.

“See! You have a cock that looks like me now, too! Now you have to undo your hex!!” Severa argued.

“Wh-what? Nnng, my c-cock…?”

Tharja slid her left hand down to her crotch and began to slowly massage her private parts: her index finger rubbed Robin on her right; her ring finger rubbed her own Severa on her left; and her middle finger gently lodged her twisted-up breechcloth between her labia lips.

“You got infected like everyone else! Now undo the hex already, jerk!” Severa demanded.

“N-no I didn’t… I haven’t become like everyone else.” Tharja moaned, a bit distracted from her tripled libido.

“Look at yourself! You have two cocks now! One looks like Robin and one looks like me!!” Severa spat.

“Yeah, I had one cock before, then I c-cast the hex and Robin became my other one.”

Severa paused. “Y-you’re joking, right? W-well it’s not funny! You know that your second dick - the not-Robin one - is part of your dumb hex that gives everyone a cock - a cock that looks like me!!”

“What are you t-talking about? Mmm, Nnng… I’ve always had this c-cock.” Tharja tapped her left phallus. “I n-named it Severa, and it’s a good, obedient little cock, and I’ve always had it. I haven’t been affected like all these incompetent f-fools around here.”

Severa was stunned. The corruption hadn’t just given Tharja a second dick, it had also warped her reality like it had with everyone else!

“N-no!! That’s not right!! Tharja you have to listen to me-!!”

“Nnng, ahhh, mmm, I g-gotta… Gotta…!”

At that moment, Tharja’s cocks both swelled so large that they each tore a hole in her tights and stood at attention! By then, it was too late. Tharja was so deep in a horny heat that all she could do was furiously jerk herself off right there in the middle of camp. She grasped a prick in each hand and unreservedly beat her meat for all to see. However, instead of reacting in any way, everyone else simply continued about their business.

Severa could only watch in horror as the one person capable of saving her rubbed a phallic version of herself in a mindless haze. She had little choice but to resign herself to the life of a simple, horny little cock for the rest of her days, whether she liked it or not.