TG Story ~ Tipsy Jar

“Thank you, thank you!~” Rias, the woman in charge of this humble little shack, blew a kiss to one of the clients as her ears perked at the sound of a golden coin meeting the bottom of the jar for absent apple cider.

The rush of heating blood approached her cheeks as the devious grin got snatched by them. It was the single coin out of azure gold, something the dark-haired woman could die for. Tilting the jar in her own direction, she let the coin fall straight on her palm before squeezing possessively. 

“Hehe.. Finally!~” 

Years of waiting and selling heavily damaged artifacts finally paid-off! This was her way out of this gross place to bring back her former powerful skills that she lost after breaking the laws of witchcraft! In general, witch society is very forgiving, but Rias pushed them to the edge - if there was something she was told not to do, she would do it firsthand, just because she could. Rias the Gremlin - that was the name she acquired and proudly wore even as all her witch authority was shamelessly taken away. 

Once she exchanges this azure coin with the “Grandmaster”, she can finally get rid of this pathetic, weak body and bring back her own, beautiful, alluring one. And if you asked what lessons she learned during all these years of being an exile, she would probably just scoff and say that she now knows how to cook frogs and rats without turning them into roosters.

“HAHA! HAHAHAHA!~” Rias celebrated in front of other customers curiously peeking at various artifacts they had never seen before. “YOU’RE DONE FOR, OLD HAG!” 

“Um.. me?” a young brown haired man that gave her the cherished coin looked at her with a worrisome expression. 

“Ah! Not you, sweetheart! Your present shall not become history!” she played with the coin between her fingers.

To think that a normal human could get a hold of such an important treasure and give it to her… She was so lucky.

“I am just cheering myself up~,” she licked her lips in excitement. “Ya can go!”

But then, an idea so devious struck her that she nearly choked on how spicy even the thought of it truly was. She watched the curious guest’s back walking away from her, yet something about him just caught her attention too hard. A mysterious human, not wielding any weapon, wearing thin shorts and a jacket that offered little to no protection, yet still in possession of such a rare relic. Not to mention, she definitely could see the curiosity in his eyes as he looked over her precious, elegant form. She loved this attention, but usually it was the only thing anyone could give her.

“Hey! Come back here!~” 

“Huh?.. W-What?” 

“I see you’re a curious one, huh?” she quickly crawled to him, seductively leaning forward with all her words turning into a haunting whisper. “Since you helped me out so much.. I think a little pretty thing like you deserves a reward!~”

Of course, how else could she thank someone who, in a matter of seconds, got her out of debts she swam in for years? 

“I-I don’t know if we should do that..”

“Eh?” Rias raised her eyebrow in confusion, taking her pleasant time to realize what kind of naughty implications her words might have had. “Oh! No! No! Silly! Not in that way! Hehe! Come!” 

“Ah-”

Suddenly, she tightly snatched the man’s wrist and led him to the door, blocked by multiple boxes. It took Rias some time to move them to different sides as she struggled against their enormous weight. 

“D-Do you need help?..” the timid man asked, but she completely ignored him as she pushed the final wooden box to the left. 

“Nah. Come in.”

The witch gestured him to enter the darkened room that didn’t seem any more friendly with an intimidating dark purple aura lingering in the air, distorted voices heard in these gatherings of strange energy as they both walked through this almost horror-esque attraction.

“Eh, don’t be afraid, sweetheart,” Rias smirked pridefully, not paying attention to the disturbing sounds around her. “They don’t bite. Even if you want them to~.”

“Oh.. Alright..” her last sentence did little to erase worry from his face. 

Their goal was in the front of the room - a big print on the wall in the shape of a star pointing in six directions. Five of the sharpened arrows of said star also had artifacts floating before them: monochrome feather, shell of a scorpion, bronze bell, sheath of a wind sword, and beads made out of wet sand. There was one final, fifth slot, that Rias didn’t hesitate placing the azure coin into almost immediately. 

“Grandmaster, I am done,” despite her previous cockiness, she nervously fidgeted her fingers as she waited for the answer from her superior.

“Rias…” a tired, barely audible voice pierced the air with its hoarseness. “Who is this man?”

“Oh! Just a kind stranger thanks to whom I am able to pay my debts, hehe!” Rias gently poked the nervous man’s shoulder.

“H-Hello..” judging by his pale face, he already regretted letting the young witch grab his hand a few moments earlier.

No response followed except for the raspy sigh that one could easily mistake for some mice crawling in the mess ruling the storage room. 

“So,” the invisible grandmaster spoke again. “I assume he is your choice? A normal, boring human?”

“Ehhh? Grandmaster, we are not of that nature, at all!” Rias took it as offense. 

“O-Of course not, I’m just a guest…” the man mumbled, panicked gaze bouncing between the giant sketch of sigil and the woman. 

Silence, again. And even though no one could see the master witch’s face, she made her disappointment abundantly clear.

“I see. Some things really never change, Rias. I must congratulate you and your… friend then.” 

“Good! I’m ready!” Rias excitedly extended her arms, as if inviting the spirit of her grandmaster to a warm hug. 

The magic didn’t take too long to take place. A similar sigil appeared underneath Rias, its vibrant purple glow immediately putting a giddy grin on her face. 

“YES! YES! I MISSED IT SO MUCH!~”

With a villainous laugh, she accepted the oh-so-familiar surge of energy tickling her sensitive skin. It was as if the appetite she lacked for years was finally coming back to her, thus making her crave for more and more. 

“Ahh, so slow, but still.. How good~..” she relaxed, closing her eyes as she tasted every bit of sweet essence she missed so much. 

“H-Hey what’s going on?!” seemingly out of nowhere shouted the man. 

“Hey, you there, be quiet. Hmm?” Rias opened one eye, nonchalantly peeking at her guest. “Wait-, huh?!”

She couldn’t ignore the fact that the same bright purple sigil appeared underneath him. Not to mention, its vibrant glow was no different than her own, just like the magical manifestations of power circling around him.

“H-Hey! Grandmaster! What’s happening to my client?!”

Silence. Focusing on getting her powers back was not in her priorities anymore, as she got locked to the sigil beneath her to only witness in horror how the man’s body started changing before her own eyes. 

“Eeeep!~” he screamed as the shackles of purple magic restrained him. 

The first changes were subtle, almost unnoticeable in a rush of stress and fear as he shrank substantially to match Rias’s height, the body hair under his tight shorts started dissolving one by one with light tingles, as if it was quickly getting pulled by thousands of delicate fingernails. Speaking of delicate fingernails, it also became one of the first changes of his body, magic applied pressure to each finger until the continuous cracking left them in a completely new, feminine shape. Few remains of his beard fell off just as fast as his actual hair started growing, frustrating tickling of long strands becoming a pair of thick twintails before acquiring this dark purple tone with glittering stars on them that did more than enough job to already make the man seem like a completely different person.

“W-Wait! Hold on!..” Rias focused on the way the man’s eyes turned turquoise green almost at the same time while his face twitched with discomfort like a clay model sculpting itself into something else. 

She would recognize those out of a million people in this world… because this was the face and eyes she had met with every morning upon waking up in front of her all-seeing magic mirror. He was not just becoming someone.. he was becoming her exact copy! And it didn't take too long before the sensations became even more heated, moving to the man’s chest.

“Ack! They won't stop!..~”

“J-Just take it..”

Magic energy moved straight to his nipples and, with a small moment of freezing cold, went all in, immediately expanding the areolae and forcing the first bounce out. Frankly, he had hopes it would stop growing above the point of absurdly big pectorals, but it was no use - energy thickened deep in his torso, turning into even juicier flesh. Though his exposed boobs remained relatively proportionate, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed from seeing two glowing hanging lamps that became so full in a matter of seconds.

“Akh!” 

Breasts were only half of the issue. Little did the man know that the transformation was actually quite merciful with his chest, as soon enough, the energy found its way to his expanding rear. Each light swing of magic pushed the mass out and shared it with the thighs that screamed “squishy”. In no time, he could finally understand why some people associated someone’s backside with peaches, thanks to how no shorts, and certainly not his own, could possibly hide how pronounced his round ass became. In combination with his waist shrinking, thinning, distinct hip dips created some contrast between it and his alluring legs.

“This.. I can't be doing all this..~” the man whispered to nobody, as if trying to prove to himself that he didn't enjoy how good it felt burying his fingers in his new plump cheeks.

“W-Why are you okay with this, huh?!” Rias gasped with terrified eyes. 

Rias gulped, watching how her friend, drugged by sheer ecstasy and cocktail of emotions, ignored the way his bulge suddenly flattened, leaving only a darkened, soaked stain on the shorts that didn't even try disguising his needy pussy as anything else. 

“Mmmm.. It's rubbing against my..?” he muttered, taking a glance at his shaky legs, simply unable withstand the rapid jolts of his clitoris giving pinching kisses to the fabric of his shorts.

“Your.. yeah,” blush assaulted Rias cheeks as she watched final moments of transformation unfold.

They didn’t have to worry about alien twitching in their groin for too long. A familiar heat spread through the guest’s body as they watched how their clothes started deforming, literally melting with the rest of their sweat. 

“Wait…~” they tried grabbing the pieces that were turning wet, but they just as quickly were becoming liquid in their feminine hands. 

The only parts the transformation of his clothes was merciful to were their small, fragile shoulders and their thighs, though not by a large shot, as the melting substance morphed into a pair of undersized stockings that only accentuated their “bit” of fat by squeezing it outwards. Her finger, like on instinct, went to gently tickle her clit, juices of her pussy sliding down her inner thighs as a chain reaction.

Here, before confused Rias, stood the exact copy of herself, except for the fact that this one wore nothing but a reverse leotard of sorts, had an expression on her face like she could faint right before her, and, not to forget, was a man not too long ago! Screw the powers she just got back, this was far more interesting and quite insulting, at that.

“A-Ah-haaa.. This.. This can’t be happening.. Urrghaaahhh~...” the clone looked down, hoping to unsee a pair of breasts nonchalantly gazing in opposite directions with their erect nipples.

“Lewd..” the witch muttered, commenting on her guest’s new look. “Grandmaster! Explain yourself!” she turned to the giant sigil on the wall.

“..Rias,” the silence finally got disrupted by the hoarse voice behind the symbol. “Are you truly that foolish?”
“W-What’s happening to my head? I can’t focus..” the other witch said in a drunken voice, struggling to maintain her balance and eventually landing on her soft ass with her legs spread. “Oh..~”

“Side-effects of the power transfer. Rest for a bit,” the grandmaster spoke in the same monotonous voice as before. 

“I DIDN’T GET MY ANSWER!” 

The confidence Rias the Gremlin started losing the grasp on a few moments ago was completely demolished at that point.

“I could not restore your full capabilities for moral reasons. That is why I asked you to bring someone you trusted to share half of these powers with.”

“W-When did that happen? Huh? HUH?!”

“Rias, you show your attention span once again… Be embarrassed of your failure.”

“I won’t accept! You.. You can’t just give someone my powers! And TURN THEM INTO ME TOO!” it seemed like she was more offended by her inclusion rather than the fact that the man just got turned into a woman before her eyes.

“H-Hey, calm.. down, please…” 

It was clear that the exact replica of Rias was just as confused, but primarily - conflicted. Conflicted about the way this strange body reacted to surroundings. It was not the same feeling when they entered the shack and caught themselves staring at this beautiful lady behind the counter, imagining all the naughty scenarios where they could share some intimacy. Something about possessing this body was none less than electrifying, burning, tough to even understand. She rubbed her legs against each other, making it so much more evident how even things not inherently different from her previous male body seemed too unknown to her.

“How am I supposed to react to that?..” the woman finally was able to put her words together. 

“Good, damn, question! Grandmaster! Please! Reverse it!” Rias pouted.

“I am afraid there is nothing to be done about this,” the hoarse voice said. “You two now have to share this body. Though, just because you, Rias, brought an innocent guest into this… I could make an exception.” 

“Please!”

“However. Only if you bring me another azure coin.” 

“EHHHH?! Grandmaster! It will take too long! I had already spent more than ten years searching for that stupid piece of blue gold! I need all my powers and my body only to myself as soon as possible!”

“Then make it as soon as possible,” these were the final words behind the mysterious mistress. 

“G-Grandmaster!..” Rias shouted, waiting for at least a hint of an answer, but this time nothing followed. “Grandmaster?..” 

The edges of the witch's desperate smile fell down, her face turning so pale that it almost looked like she lost a few pounds in a blink of an eye. 

“C-Curse you, old hag!” 

Rias stood silent for a few seconds, unable to simply look at the mostly naked woman who sat on the floor by her side. The poor thing still looked drunk, confused, probably struggling to come to terms with being a woman after her first failed attempt at giving herself an orgasm.

“Hey,” the witch walked closer to the look-alike before kneeling to her. “..What is your name?”

“I..” the woman was relatively calm at first, but as she tried to pick the name out of her head, nervous buds of sweat slid on her face. 

“O-Oh no, don't tell me you don't remember anything too-..”

“I can! I know I was a man before, it's just..”

Power - the only thing Rias was thinking about constantly, as if it was the only thing she fed on daily. No wonder these thoughts occupied the guest’s head the same exact way…

“Hmmm.. Hey, there's only one Rias in this world!” the young witch proudly lifted her chin. “And you, the lewd one, are just trying to replicate my incredible looks.”

“You are not making it any better..” she whispered, pressing her exposed breasts even closer to her chest.

“Fair, sorry. I am gonna call you Nia for now, is it good enough? Once we figure out the way to get your body back, you can forget about me and all that stuff…”

“Mhm..”

Despite Nia’s agreement, there were too many other issues for her to just ignore. On chest, under her spine, between her thighs.. everywhere you could think. Not to mention the thousands of ancient texts in her head being nothing more than pointless words she was not able to understand or even read. For example, she would never know what purpose the phrase “it's long like a duck's beak, yet somehow as thin as a grass stem” could have. 

“Please, try to focus. I.. I know my head has.. all kinds of stuff there, but! You need to hold on to your identity, alright?! This world doesn't need Nia the Gremlin!”

“I get it! Get it!” it was frustrating, but Nia did her best to follow the words of the woman before her that deliberately swam through her head and immediately disappeared from it each time, leaving the sentences only as vague fragments at best. “I can… tell you where I got my azure coin.”

“R-REALLY?! QUICK!” 

“Mhhmmm.. I was friends with one merchant.. he gave me one as a gift… his store is actually a few feet away from your shack… North, I think?”

Even with how lacking that info was, Rias still got a wide grin on her face when she said that. 

“I am not sure if he would give a coin to some random stranger, though..”

“Haha! Don't worry! My powers might be restricted right now, but this hot stuff definitely knows some conviction spells~. Coming soon!”

“Wait, don't-!” Nia wanted to shout, but Rias already slammed the door behind herself with contemplating giggles.

Finally, the years of learning seduction magic would pay off, albeit not in the way she wished for them to. Well, it was better than nothing. At the very least she now had some grasp on using magic after years of being a boring, lonesome human.

Nia stared at the door the woman disappeared behind, her expression turning somber at the thought of being left alone… like this. That was a completely different level of solitude when you didn’t even have your body to yourself… Just a pair of unfamiliar bare tits hanging from your chest as you sat on your ass as soft as pillows, trying to not panic from the idea of your mind getting erased with every passing second thanks to Rias’s mess of a head.

“Ok, ok.. Don’t think about it…” Nia stared at her chest, arguing with herself whether she should touch it or not.

Maybe a single squeeze? Gentle caress? Just to make sure her brains were not just playing with her… No, she should hold herself in tact. That was something she repeated to herself over and over again every ten minutes. Part of her was actually quite desperate to try and touch her pussy, still not able to fathom how little it took for the cock she lived with for over 20 years to just decide to disappear one day and turn into fully developed, throbbing labia. 

As if in response to her boredom, a light ticklish breeze surrounded the other woman’s nipples, the aura binding to them and taking the shape of two sticky pasties. She didn’t know how exactly she did that, but she for sure knew her body wasn’t completely in her control as text appeared on them, vulgarly displaying the phrase “Fuck me!”. Embarrassing, but she could live with it for the time being. Unfortunately, the teasing sensations of stickers pressing against her nipples only fueled her need to satisfy herself. Before she could realize it, her own fingers found their way to the edge of her pussy as she bit her lip while moving her thumb along the erogenous zone. 

“Eughhhh~..” 

New thoughts started appearing in her head, but she didn’t mind them yet. It was too annoying hearing constant “stop being such a slut” when she only wanted to have her one and only release. 

“W-What the fuck..” as it was proven to her, playing with her pussy ended up much different than simply stroking the lost cock she definitely couldn’t care less for now. “Ah-.. Just..~”

She pinched her clitoris, immediately feeling the effects as her lower body nearly went numb and blood pressure heated her ears up with loud ringing. A terrible idea on her side, but she quickly recovered to continue her ministrations around her pussy, though this time she was far, far more gentle. So many strange things had already happened today, yet, for some reason, Nia still couldn’t help but feel turned on by the way she and the intrusive voice of Rias in her head encouraged her to touch herself. 

“Oh.. there..there..” 

Little did she know, things were about to take a drastic turn. Her breasts bounced seemingly out of nowhere. Then, the second time. Third. Fourth. Fif-, she lost her count.

“E-Eh? What the..?~”

Before she could even realize it, a short-lived, stinging pain splashed against her plump ass cheeks, making it jiggle in response and get a distinct red slap mark she could notice with the edge of her eye. 

“What?..” Nia nervously glanced back as she knelt and then fell on her all fours. “Khaaahh?!”

After a few attempts of denial, her theories started coming into fruition. Her hanging boobs twitched again before some invisible force grabbed them, hungrily squeezing the living hell out of them, as if putting all the strength to get some milk out of hardened udders. 

“A-Ah.. W-Wowww…~” she had no idea why this was happening, but she didn’t fight back.

Instead, she gave in and helped them massage her chest by bringing her index and middle finger straight to the outline of her  slightly visible beneath the sticker right areola. Rias’s ragged giggling ringed in her head, as if she could hear how the witch reacted to the same sensations. 

‘Oh! Big.. buddy, eh?~’ in badly pronounced echoes Rias’s voice bounced off the walls of Nia’s head.

“H-huh?.. What?~”

The meaning of the witch’s words became clear very soon. More precisely, when Nia felt something thick, hard rubbing against her back, leaving sticky stains and threatening to tickle the edges of her pussy, beneath which there was now a tiny pond of juices. Her butt reacted to the unfamiliar hardness with a rough bounce as it met another rough slap. 

“OUGHH! That’s, ehhrmm~.. Very desperate…” Nia moaned out in a lust-soaked melody.

‘G-Gah..boy-... want… -much?..~’ the fragments of Rias’s voice echoed in her head.

Nia groaned once again, showing just how much this body and the way someone touched it turned her on. Then it turned her body around until she ended up on top. As the haze of arousal was turning thicker and thicker, the image before her was becoming clearer, and she finally was able to recognize the face of the person who wanted her body so much. Wait… This slightly long, messy black hair, those auburn eyes, this thick, nearly absurdly muscular body… Oh no, her naked body was on top of her merchant friend, Fridth. Or, rather, Rias’s naked body…

Then, the realization hit her. She wasn’t just seeing what Rias was seeing when she grinded her thick hips against the tempting cock before her that slapped against her waist with every back and forth slide she did - Nia was feeling everything Rias did. She would have never thought she’d see her old friend in this position, his hands all over her body and his mushroom-like tip inches away from her leaking gates while she moaned her lungs out in hopes that he wouldn’t tease her for too long and just insert himself as fast as possible. With moans of Rias’s in her head, he ran her hands over the merchant’s hard, warm pecs while he massaged her sensitive chest, yet not managing to get rid of the profanity-spoken pasties on her nipples. 

‘Eh-heee… naughty.. waiting.. for?~’

“I am just- Ah!~” 

Nia reacted with a frustrated groan as her body, in Rias’s semi-dominant position, dragged itself forward so hard that it immediately made her pussy consume the cock before it, hungrily wrapping its lips around it like they were magnetic to each other. 

“Oh, ah.. Fuck~..”

Maybe she was consumed by the same arousal Rias was, maybe she simply was that horny her entire life and didn’t know how much she would yearn for someone as a woman one day… But all these factors only fueled her desire as she bounced over and over again on Fridth’s masculine spear, squishing sounds of juices slapping coming one by one. 

“Heavens.. I’m.. such a slut..~” Nia clenched her teeth angrily, as if she wasn’t the one moaning and huffing sweetly every time the snack inside of her groin threatened to spill out of it. 

With her sweat flying everywhere, the only thing she wanted now was to enjoy it while it lasted. In a way, there was something frustrating about the idea that eventually she would have to end it. And, with the fact that Rias’s body reached nearly the same levels of arousal as hers, it wouldn’t take too long for the rough thrusts into her womb to squeeze that sweet feminine essence. No matter how many times she bounced - it was never enough, and each little jump of her body followed by a short “iaack~” only made her crave for Fridth’s meat more and more. 

“P-Pleha-ha-haaaaseee~..” 

And yet, it was like Fridth didn’t even plan on wrapping it up, thrusting only deeper as each dive of his rubbed against the woman’s clit that already benefited a lot from being stimulated by her touching her own breasts - something she managed to find the strength to do without Rias’s influence. It was coming for her, like a giant wave she knew she couldn’t escape from. But, in fact, she would gladly run towards said wave, rocking her thighs even harder than before to squeeze the merchant’s balls to drive him closer too, something she used to do even in her male form. The woman gently choked on her own saliva as she threw her head back with an ecstatic moan.

There!

She is there!

But her own strength as she reached her boiling point was still not enough. As Nia already got ready to slam her ass against Fridth’s balls once again, Rias took over again, forcing her to stay in the air and gently grind with the very edges of her folds, just a few inches away from the erect tip of the member inside of her, threatening to escape the hugs of her inner walls. 

“Grrr.. let me~..” Nia begged, knowing well that Rias couldn’t hear her pleas for release as her lower body moved in circles.

Fridth turned out to be much more tough than she initially anticipated. But that’s to be expected from the man who, thanks to his looks, probably had much more sex experience than she could ever have. Nia’s small movements turned desperate as she struggled to push her body down. She was so close! And yet, all she could do was roll her eyes as the man rubbed her walls over and over again… Until she finally felt his cock heating up. She had to bite her bottom lip and let him dig his fingers deep into her thighs and ass while pushing his cock deeper again - not deep enough to reach her needy uterus, but significantly enough to put her relaxed walls to good use again. What was barely 20 seconds of circling around the tip of his penis felt like 20 hours to her, so she happily took it all in again. Rias still didn’t let her just bounce down, but Nia enjoyed the ride anyway - it was better than all that teasing… 

“Yes!.. Yes!.. I’m coming!..” she groaned, already feeling how the cock inside her burned her insides. “AURRGHAAHh!”

She collapsed with a loud slap. For a moment, she could swear she became the hungriest woman alive, only for it to be fixed by the hot semen deep in her womb. Nia was still shaking, her legs were chaotically twitching in aftertaste, but what spoke the most was the intense blush on her face accompanied by an ecstatic, giddy smile. The darkened world around her simply stopped existing, it was all about breathing heavily as she lost the grasp of reality and leaned against the body of the man while giving his chest a few gentle, moisturizing kisses, all surprisingly on her own accord. 

Oh, she probably will have to explain some things to Rias once she’s back… And beg her to let her stay in this body for as long as possible, of course.