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With staff in hand, a young moogle cast a spell destroying a set of eggs in a large nest nearby. A person in town had sent him on a quest to vanquish what appeared to be harpies getting a little too bold. However, each time they sent a human, it was as if the numbers of these harpies grew, and these bird girls were getting smarter! Rather than fly around, they were keeping to the ground. Erakir heard the calls of the harpies too, a soothing song that reminded him of a siren, but he had a buff protecting him from any attempt to thrall him. No, he was going to destroy these bird brains, one set of eggs, and one harpy at a time!

It wasn't long before the moogle found himself face to face with one of these harpy creatures, a pink winged pink hair woman with a large bust and big talons. She was the source singing, and it was Erakir's job to silence her! His ears twitched at the sound of her voice and it was both soothing and arousing. Had he not been under this buff, he knew he would have been in large trouble. He readied a wooden staff and pointed it directly at the woman. "You! Your kind is a blight to us! Leave, or face the consequences!"

'Yeah. That sounds pretty cool.' He thought with a confident smirk.

"Oh?" The woman broke her song. She was sitting on a nest that lacked eggs, but there was a bed with sheets set up on it. She hopped up and casually walked over to Erakir. She had no arms to hold weapons, only her wings and talons, and she had a big smile on her face. "What have Jubjubs done to you, little moogle?"

Jubjubs? Erakir thought these were harpies! That explained why they didn't fly around. Still, what did Jubjubs do? Erakir pulled out a small crystal and tapped it. A large display came up showing his equipment, his signature scarf, coat, and a picture complete with his wings and pompom. He also inspected his status and briefly glossed over his buffs, noting one was going to expire soon but he'd deal with it later. "Jubjubs..." The display looked akin to a virtual screen. "Flightless birds that kidnap others, either for sexual intercourse if they're fertile enough, or to convert them into Jubjubs if they are inferior at breeding."

So, he figured he'd be kidnaped and be forced to have sex? That didn't sound so bad.

"Oh, you have a very interesting display there! Does it show who I am? My name is Scein." The Jubjub said happily. "That machine does speak the truth, and looking at you... I think you would be a far better jubjub than you would be a white mage." The Jubjub patted her feathered wing on top of Erakir with a smile on her face.

Erakir's eyes went wide at the crystal when he noticed a sudden stats change. His... height went up and masculinity went down? He immediately jumped back from the Jubjub, though he left his weapon on the ground. Another thing he realized was this creature's level was very high compared to him! She was a level 70 Matriarch, whereas he was a level... 59 white mage! He swore he was once level 60, but looking at the display, he saw himself at 59, and his height had increased by a few inches and his masculinity was at... 90%? His cock was throbbing between his legs, so he knew he was still male. Well, whatever this Jubjub was doing, he wasn't going to have it. He took a deep breath and ignored the pounding in his heart. "You have ten seconds to get out of here before I smite you!"

"You're very cute, but you're a moogle so that's to be expected." The Jubjub giggled. "Why don't you undress. You are so very hot in that clothing. Lest you prefer to grow out of your own clothes? I know many who prefer that." She walked up and patted Erakir again. Reaching him was effortless when he was barely stepping away.

He was moving slowly because he was finding it hard to move! What was her name again? He looked up at her, though he found it hard to stop fixating on her breast. He was patted once more and his machine dinged, telling him he had leveled down and gained more femininity and height! His clothing was already beginning to strain and expose not just his belly, but also the tent between his legs all the easier. His boots were particularly tight and uncomfortable. Something inside of his shoes just kept... poking at his leather. Why was he feeling so hot? A moment ago he was fine! It was as if what the Jubjub said was coming true. "The buff must have worn off!" He concluded, shouting worriedly with his ears pointed straight up towards the sky. "I'm not going to undress!" He added. No, despite how tight his clothes felt, and even though he was so hot with a throbbing shaft between his legs, he knew better than to cave in to this harpy, or jubjub. Whatever this creature was! He put away his crystal, oblivious to the fact his race percentage was beginning to change. Whereas he was once one hundred percent pure moogle, he was now ten percent jubjub, and ninety percent moogle. He still had the white fur with blue tips along with a pompom and his bat wings, but he was taller than an average moogle, with a craving for sex, more than normal!

"Well, you can grow out of them too, either way is fine." Scein stroked the moogle's head and giggled. "Gee, what kind of spells were you going to use to attack me again?" She pondered. "Let's make it a game. Let's say I injured you in battle, what would you use then? You could get seriously hurt from fighting!"

Erakir got hurt more often than he'd rather admit. He blamed the tank for all of those mess ups. He looked away and grumbled under his breath before turning back to Scein. "If I was injured, I'd be fine. I can use swiftcast and then use cura on myself." Wait... Cura? Cura was a mid-level spell, not a high level spell! Erakir was a great white mage with the best of white magics! He could use his best damaging ability... smite? No, he swore there was a stronger attack for that. Didn't he have some magic called Holy? He was unable to recall how to use such spells though, so perhaps it was all in his mind. "Anyways, I can just use my smite and you'll go down!"

"Is that so?" The jubjub hugged Erakir from behind. She leaned down and pressed his head between her two massive tits. "You need to be able to focus to cast spells. So by all means, go ahead and try." Her talons gently pressed down on Erakir's feet. "Just think about casting smite. I bet you'll do some very high damage."

Erakir felt his intelligence dropping like a rock. He wished there were more stats going up to compensate for that, except all he felt was rising lust. With a sudden RIP his shoes tore open and revealed black claws that resembled the jubjub's, only much smaller in size! "H-hey!" Erakir jumped back and promptly fell on his furry butt. He had lost his weapon, and now his shoes were gone, both of which gave him huge boosts to his stats! He tried a swiftcast spell, but to no avail. "W-wait... how did I do swiftcast again?" He looked at his hands in worry. "Erm... okay...I can still use smite, it just takes a second!"

"Hehe. A second? I think it takes longer for such a low level white mage such as yourself. You know, you would be so much happier as a jubjub." Scein grabbed Erakir's pants and tore them off using her wings. It wasn't a difficult task since his pants were already straining so hard anyway. Underneath, he had small thin light red feathers forming over his fur. His legs were growing nice and thick, complete with a big round bubbly rear. The only thing that wasn't growing was the dick between his legs, which now looked pathetic in comparison to his body. "Do you want to see one of my abilities? As we specialize in singing, here is one." She cleared her throat before unleashing a single note, a noise that was higher in pitch compared to her normal tone, and causing Erakir's body to tremble.

Erakir tried to recall the item he used to buff himself with, but he didn't have it on him! He reached back to try to get it, but his shirt TORE open and revealed two tits, only A cup in size. However, that wasn't the spell being used on his body, not one that tore his top off or made him reveal his chest, but something that made his white human shaped cock throb and pulse so eagerly until, unable to help himself, he unleashed his seed with a deep moan and his head held high. His testicles shrank with every pulse and throb of his shaft as he came and came, cumming as much as he possibly could until his sex was drained and he was panting heavily. However, he orgasmed so hard that his cock had shrunk and turned into nothing but a feminine slit between his legs! It took him a moment to regain his composure, but once he looked down, he couldn't believe it. From the waist down, he had lost all of his moogle features! He was part jubjub! "Y-you!"

"Yes, me. You're looking quite adorable. You're not exactly transforming very evenly however. You've got the nice sexy legs of a jubjub, but you still look so... like such a moogle from upwards! We MUST change that! Moogles are hardly sexy." The jubjub giggled. "Let's see, I think we should work on your wings next."

"I have a pair of wings!" Erakir retorted. His shirt had torn open and revealed them, though they were tiny blue wings that were hardly enough to use to float in the air. "I don't need any more!" Ugh, he... no, he was no longer a male between his legs, he was a she, and she was sounding more and more like a woman every second. She opened her profile again and saw that her intelligence had dropped like a rock. She gained a very small amount of strength, but that was hardly compensation for the lack of her agility, intelligence, and the massive rise in lust and... fertility? She shuddered in thought over the idea of becoming a pregnant jubjub, but she didn't know if she was shuddering because she feared it, or because she wanted it.

"Wait, I have a spell that can fix all of this!" She hadn't full transformed yet. Best of all, this spell was instant! One single cure-all spell! Esuna! She closed the crystal and stood with confidence, which was immediately followed by wobbling back down on her bubbly ass. "Ack! I'm going to change myself back, then I'm going to get rid of you!" She shouted as she cast the spell.

ERROR. NOT ENOUGH MP.

How did Erakir not have enough MP to cast a simple spell like Esuna? She used the crystal to examine her mana points, and she was at maximum, but Esuna cost just a little bit more than her max. She had lost so many levels she couldn't cast a spell she knew! What kind of magic was this? It wasn't a poison, she didn't know of any cures to remove shapeshifting hexes besides frog, something she recalled being once but that was for another story. "Ugh!" She could still cast smite though! Not that she was sure what kind of damage it would do with her level so low and her intellect so tiny. She was half the level she originally was, and this jubjub being twice her level meant certain death if they engaged in combat.

"You were saying?" The jubjub asked. "I'm surprised you even know any spells. Jubjubs know a lot of singing magic, but not much else in the way of your... what class are you again?" She asked curiously. She couldn't keep her wings off Erakir, slowly molding and shaping her into the perfect tiny jubjub. White fur fell from her body as if it were nothing, revealing shapely human skin underneath, tan in color.

Erakir felt chills down her spine the more the jubjub changed her. She tried to step forward, but dammit these new forming claws were horrible in these torn shoes of hers. She reached down and grabbed her boots before RIPPING them off and showing two dark black talons, perfect for one of her new abilities she had seen, claw. "Claw... a basic attack... learned as a level... 1... jubjub." She said to herself, gulping at the description.

"Yup! You're a multiclass! You know you can do that, right? You're a... whatever class you were with that cure stuff, and a jubjub! You only know basic attacks though. You'll need to do some questing and grinding to gain more attacks! We jubjubs have all sorts of different things we can use, including but not limited to basic flight, singing, and lots of mating! Sex is the best way for a jubjub to level up! Speaking of which, we need to get you grinding fast."

Sex? Is that what Scein called it? Curiously, Erakir opened up her crystal and examined not her stats, but something else. She began to notice a trend with her reputation. Her reputation with everything was decreasing, everything except her relations to jubjubs, which was going up. She even had a relationship with Scein.

No! She tried to cast smite on her now, but she couldn't! Scein was no longer declared an enemy to her, but an ally! Instead, she could use spells like regen and cure and... wait, cure? She had lost so many levels as a healer that she couldn't even use cura! Erakir was no longer even a white mage, but a low level conjurer. She had some white magic, but it was so weak and pathetic now. The idea of mating sounded so appealing that she dared not look at her lust, fearing it was overtaking her.

"I don't need to level up!" She was still a moogle from the waist up! Even if she was taking on human features that made it look as if she were more of a cosplayer for a moogle rather than an actual small fuzzy creature.

"You're just a level one jubjub though! You don't even know how to sing to inflict buffs and debuffs! Here." Scein smiled at Erakir and gave a small note, a single note of a song. Erakir suddenly found her body immobile! She could speak, but she couldn't move her arms or talon legs! "Break free of this spell without any of that silly healer stuff. It's not as if you have the mana to cast it. The good thing about jubjubs and singing is we don't need nearly as much mana!" With a smile on her face, she delicately stroked Erakir's arms.

"And while you attempt to free yourself from my spell, I am going to give you such a lovely pair of wings!" She squealed in joy. "Those black ones on your back are so small and useless. You need big giant ones!"

Erakir tried to move, but just as Scein said, she couldn't! She was paralyzed in place, and from the debuffs she was able to see, this would last two minutes. Normally, a quick esuna spell would get her moving again, but she couldn't cast that! She was helpless as Scein lifted up her furry arms and stroked them. Erakir stared as her arms turned light red in color and developed feathers bit by bit. The longest part of the wings were a light red while stretching outwards, the color faded to a light pink at the end.

She gained an ability for minor flight as those wings formed! Well, she already had that ability as a moogle, but now she could fly farther! It was just that gripping things was much more of a challenge. "N-no..." Why was this also increasing her lust? Ugh. This jubjub was such a tease! She just wanted a huge dick in her! However, she knew jubjubs didn't have cocks. Humans however, could provide a bit... she would have to find a very weak one though. She was only a level one jubjub and a level... well, less than level 10 conjurer! The only thing that remained on her clothing was her signature scarf, not that it gave her any stats because she was too low to benefit from it.

"Hehe...you're looking more like a beautiful little jubjub already! I can't wait to teach you all of our techniques! I bet you could use one to restore your stats right now! It's our... let's call it our racial benefit. We can restore our health a little bit and cure our own ailments for free, all with a cooldown of two minutes!" The jubjub said happily, just as she finished forming Erakir's two long red feathery arms. The rest of his body looked more and more like a jubjub, a dark tanned one that had less and less resemblance towards a moogle whatsoever. She still had the signature pompom, blue hair, and a few other moogle features atop her head, but she was slowly losing them to more humanly ones that a jubjub would possess. "It's three simple notes." The jubjub added, declaring each note a little higher in pitch than the last.

Erakir was unsure about the notes at first. She felt as if she were accepting a quest, her first one as a jubjub. Her conjurer levels were all gone, and her body looked so... different from before. She still had the moogle ears and pompom, along with her original eye color, but the rest of her body looked so different from before, so alien. She feared checking her crystal as it now laid on the ground, but she knew her old stats were long gone and if she didn't do anything soon, she'd be stuck as a jubjub craving sex! Not built for flight, but for feeling so good with her soft fluffy wings and talons that, while sharp, could also be used for some wonderful foreplay when touched just right. 'W-why am I remembering more about jubjubs than I should? Their wings are so soft, their cunts ooze desire... w-why couldn't I feel her cunt? B-but I have a vagina just like hers and...and... ahn...n-need sex... I need sex.' Erakir huffed. Her dark colored face blushed deeply. This... was this how jubjub's truly performed? Or maybe they had their own classes and this jubjub was a bard. She felt so oblivious to the world now! Luckily, there was a jubjub right in front of her who seemed more than willing to aid her to show her just how these creatures behaved.

"Come on, try out those notes!" The jubjub said with an eager look on her face. "You're looking so concerned! Look, you're not gonna forget who you are if that's what you're worried about, but we have GOT to get you working as a jubjub straight away! You're never going to level up if you can't learn the basics! We don't like to use our claws, we'd much rather use our big glorious wings." Erakir's wings had grown to nearly the size of her entire body, which was now more than double in size. Thankfully for her, she hadn't stood up yet, but even sitting she was taller! "So use that ability of yours and free yourself from my paralyzation, otherwise I'm going to keep you pinned here forever!"

Erakir pondered what she could do. She recalled the notes the jubjub sang and tried it herself. She shuddered in pain at each note and, by the time she got to her third note, her moogle ears, one of the few things left that told her she wasn't a jubjub, fell flat from how horrid her own voice was! Argh! It felt like she just cast a damaging spell on herself!

The jubjub's own triangular ears shot downwards hearing Erakir. "And THAT is a damaging noise! Come on! You need to do better than that! Oh, I know!" With a grin on her face, Scein reached down with the tip of her pink feather and brushed Erakir's dripping nether lips. "Arousal helps bring out the best in us. I can feel you eager, dripping, so wet and willing, wanting to take a cock in this cunt and start your life anew as a beginning jubjub, but you have to defend yourself from my attacks! Come, try to free yourself again with another song!"

Erakir's ears fell flat against her head. She slammed her eyes shut and tried to focus. She didn't have her white magic to help her out of this situation anymore. All of those spells she once knew were long gone. She knew the spells existed, but she didn't have the knowhow to cast them anymore. Even if she could cast them, she was so low in level now that she lacked the mana points. "Ah... ahn...aaahhhh." She said softly. Suddenly, a soothing aura surrounded her for a brief moment, a light glow of green flashed over her body and she was free! Erakir opened her now red colored eyes and jumped up, and then immediately fell back on her ass when she realized just how tall she was. She had grown more than double her height! She was actually almost taller than Scein was now!

"Good girl! Kiren did super well to free herself!" Scein giggled. "Your name is Kiren, right? Well, even if it isn't, it should be! You're becoming a full-fledged jubjub and with your new body, you need a new name! You're going to be a wonderful jubjub!" She paused. Her triangular ears picked up the sound of rustling. "Oh, I think there's a human coming! Come sister! If he spots you, he'll surely vanquish you right where you stand. Come with me and I'll show you how we do things the jubjub way!"

Erakir groaned. The massive change in height was... well, to be expected considering all of her other changes. She was a jubjub, a red feathered jubjub, though she felt very small and incomplete. The pompom that bounced on her head told her as such, though she could tell her ears were shrinking in size to match her sister's? No, Scein wasn't her sister. She was... a tutor? Ugh. She was right though, the human would likely attack Erakir even with her bobbing pompom, the very last thing that reminded her she was a moogle. One might look at it and think she was quite adorable before realizing she was an enemy to destroy, and easy experience at that. No matter what she might try to tell the human she too sensed was approaching, easy experience was easy experience. "F-fine. I'm not Kiren. I'm Kir...er...Erakir...en..." She mumbled before following Scein from behind, tripping multiple times along the way.

Scein led Erakir up a hill and behind a large tree. She covered Erakir with one of her bright feathers and smiled at her before moving her head towards a human not too far from them below the hill, and wielding a sword. "Do you see him? A human. Moogles make for poor breeders, but this human looks like a fighter. I think he could provide quite a bit of experience for us. We can drain him of his seed and send him on his way."

Erakir blushed immensely before looking down to the human, a nondescript male with brown hair and leather clothing. The clothing was undoubtedly for a low level fighter, and the sword they carried was a one handed weapon. They didn't have anything in their other hand! Yet, as Erakir looked down at that human, she felt her nether lips getting wet and secreting a sticky fluid. A faint sweet scent of peppermint hit her nose, and she knew she had just gained a new jubjub ability to attract men. "Ahn...uhn..." She picked up a flowery smell too, and knew Scein was unleashing the same thing from her vagina, a scent that Erakir was now immune to being affected by, because she himself had transformed.

"I can tell you're getting aroused just by looking at him, but you mustn't attack! Look, he has quite a good bulge in his pants. He is very heavily distracted. Now, watch as I swoop down and win him over. I'll have him eat me out, and I'll give you the pleasure of mating with his massive cock. You will gain so much experience that your level must massively increase!" Before Erakir could refuse, Scein had already pounced onto the human and was initiating talking with him.

Erakir watched as the scene unfolded, one worthy of a story in itself. Her ears picked up at the words Scein was making, over how beautiful this warrior was and how they should make love not war. The scent from Scein was still so powerful, even from where Erakir was standing. She kept telling herself her name wasn't Kiren, a name that Scein had hardly said, yet she couldn't get her mind off it! Still, Scein had a point. Her life began anew as a jubjub, a low level jubjub. Even if she wanted to protect the human, Kiren... Erakir was incapable of doing anything about it due to her level. Plus, something deep down in her said she really wanted to gain levels. She wanted to get stronger, she wanted to get better. She had lost all of her abilities as a white mage, but jubjubs must have been so powerful! Heck, Scein already had the human's clothes off and had him pinned to the ground. Erakir's face turned as red as her wings as the jubjub used her feathers to stroke the human's now naked body, something Erakir knew felt so wonderful and perfect, and she had wings just like Scein's!

"Come on down Kiren!" Scein called up to her with a huge grin on her face. The human was pinned to the ground, not that Scein cared if the human heard her or not. "Look at that big throbbing cock! It's pulsing just for you!"

"Stop calling me Kiren! Kiren doesn't like that!" Erakir shouted, oblivious to the new name she called herself. She hopped down from the hill and flapped her wings to slow her descent. One she landed, she walked up to the human. The human looked so... helpless. She wasn't sure what level he was, but she'd guess at least seven, maybe ten? Either way, much higher than she was, and now completely disarmed and helpless. She could tell her sister was gaining experience, but not a whole lot. It made sense as Scein was so high in level already. "Kiren shouldn't." Erakir muttered, though that cock looked so tempting. Her cunt pulsed and throbbed seemingly in sync with that shaft, and while she was so far away, it felt so much closer. Unable to contain herself, she approached the human closer and closer.

"You'd better start fucking him before he orgasms just from me!" Scein teased. "Otherwise you're never going to get experience from him! This only works if we're both humping and pumping him!"

Kiren imagined how much experience Scein must have been getting from this human, all by herself for that matter! No, she couldn't let Scein get it all! She raised her talons and positioned herself over the human before she lowered herself in front of that cock. Her vaginal lips touched the tip of that shaft, and her face flushed again. Was she really going to go through with this? Kiren couldn't... no, her name was Erakir! But... Kiren felt so right to say.

Kiren was unable to help herself. She pushed her vaginal lips down on that cock and slowly parted her slick velvet curtain. She let out a soft quiet moan as that cock spread her new cunt apart. She immediately felt a swelling of energy as experience flooded her body. Yes, this was how she got stronger! She was feeling so good, so wonderful and so perfect! Yes, this was her calling! Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she quickly plunged herself down onto that shaft. Those very same eyes nearly turned into hearts as she humped and pumped that cock lovingly inside of her.

"There you go! Really get in there and enjoy it!" Scein encouraged Kiren with a big grin on her face. "Feel him cum deep within you and gain all of those levels! Watch as your lust rises and your ability to have sex with more humans grows all the stronger! Someday you'll be as strong as me if you keep it up, and I'll help you every step of the way!" Scein reached out and hugged Kiren with her big soft feathers, holding her 'sister' close.

Kiren hugged Scein back with a small smile on her face. She felt the human cum deep inside of her and moaned softly as her vagina clenched that cock, taking in every last drop. Yes, she must have gained at least three levels from that! Her lust grew, her fertility increased, and she learned so much about how to use her cunt to pleasure men. She was still a fairly weak jubjub. Her tits were only a modest B cup and her body was so frail, but she knew with Scein leading the way that she would soon become the best jubjub of them all! Her own soft feathers hugged her sister and brushed against her back. While this entire change was still a shock to her system, she was having a blast with her first round of sex, and she knew there was going to be a lot more to come.