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After slaying the Briar Heart and securing the staff, Dreet the Argonian immediately set to work on her next objective: finding some suitable raiment. What she found among the Forsworn encampment was little enough to cover up. Unfortunately, she did not find a bra large enough for her ample (and, in her mind, excessive) cleavage. Thus, they were unrestrained and allowed to hang and swing of their own volition. At least, Dreet reflected, they were out of sight yet not quite out of her mind. In fact, once she had arrived in town and rid herself of the damnable staff, she planned on remedying the problem either by acquiring the proper clothing or restoring herself to her previous male and breastless body.

On the return journey back to town, Dreet found herself somewhat able to adjust to her new body. It became easy and almost natural to move. Some adjustments, however, were not so easy. Though she found herself more susceptible to the cold, the Forsworn furs she had looted were warm enough to drive away the chill. On passing some other human travelers, she was surprised when the males gazed at her almost lustfully--she had never thought other races would find females of her kind attractive. Even more surprising and potentially worrisome was the unfamiliar ache in her loins and erect nipples as she gazed upon some of the more handsome males. She had never felt so lust-stricken before even as a male. She did her best to ignore these uncomfortable biological signals and kept her gaze averted from others in the future.

She was grateful when she finally reached the settlement and arrived in front of the familiar alchemical store. Without another moment of hesitation she stepped inside and found herself standing across from the Nord alchemy apprentice Eitvaul who had been a nuisance of sort in their previous interaction. Of course, he did not recognize her now and only stared disinterestedly at the Argonian as she stepped further into the shop. Dreet was grateful she did not find herself attracted to the man at all.

"What do you want, lizard?" he yawned.

Without a word, Dreet retrieved the split Briar Heart from a pouch at her side and held it towards the Nord. At the sight of it the apprentice snorted and folded his arms across his chest.

"What is with you Argonians? Always bringing in the most useless ingredients..."

"I didn't come here to sell this. Your master sent me on an errand--"

The apprentice cut off Dreet with a snort. "My master sent you on an errand? What are you, his second apprentice? I'm his apprentice so that's what I'm here for--errands and managing the shop when he's not around. So since you're just here to waste my time, why don't you just leave already?"

Despite the circumstances, Dreet tried to remain calm. She motioned to the staff on her back. "I've brought this staff--"

"A staff? What use is that to us? This is an alchemist's home, not some woodcarvers! Stupid Argonian, did you even read the sign? It even has a picture of a potion in case you're too idiotic to read. I swear--"

In a sudden surge of anger, Dreet took the staff from her back and struck the irate apprentice across his forward. The Nord stumbled backwards with both hands on his head and fell onto his rump as a blue glow briefly suffused his frame. Realizing too late what she had done, the Argonian quickly placed the staff onto her back and watched the Nord for any sudden movements or changes.

The Nord groaned and rubbed his aching head, and for a moment Dreet thought that perhaps the staff had done nothing more to the man than bruise him. However, as the man continued to scratch his head, Dreet noticed that the hairs on the Nord's bare arms and head began to regress back into his skin. In a matter of seconds the apprentice's beard was gone, his head bald, and his arms smooth and hairless. The groggy apprentice did not seem to notice as his hands and feet became more clawlike, his ears melted into the side of his face, his nose all but disappeared, and his eyes became more slit-like. Slowly light blue scales began to replace his skin as his head shifted into a more reptilian and, Dreet realized, Argonian muzzle complete with sharpened teeth. At the same time the apprentice Nord began to lose the bulk and muscle that was common to his kind, and he began to grow shorter and smaller until Dreet outsized him. Now, the former Nord appeared to be a tailless male Argonian, if still somewhat feminine.

Still incensed by Dreet's attack, the apprentice's anger prevented him from immediately noticing his changes as he hastily got to his feet. Unaware of his now loose and oversized clothing, he took a step towards Dreet and almost tripped as he stepped out of his cloth shoes and woolen breeches, exposing the apprentice's lower body and alerting him for the first time to the changes he had just endured, changes that had yet to end.

"What the?" The apprentice muttered in a raspy voice as his gaze fell upon his clawed feet then to his scaled legs, and finally to his exposed reptilian member, a piece of flesh that Dreet felt her gaze unwillingly drawn to. He put his clawed hands to his face and felt around before glaring at Dreet. "What have you--"

Dreet had no time to answer before a second wave of changes washed over the apprentice. The apprentice's member became erect for a moment before rapidly traveling backwards, pushing inwards, disappearing into a newly shaped slit. The former Nord's testicles followed shortly after and vanished with a slurp and a gurgle. The apprentice could only stare in shock as the slit's lips puffed slightly outwards, leaving a slightly moist vagina.

"Howwww?" The apprentice moaned in a voice higher in pitch than a few moments before as her hips expanded into childbearing proportions. Disturbances in her chest caused her to throw off her patchwork shirt just in time to witness flesh gather under her puffy nipples into two burgeoning breasts, which developed until they were a size smaller than Dreet's own. Finally, a nub above the apprentice's butt cheeks grew out until it was a fully fledged tail. The apprentice turned around and touched her tail, exposing Dreet to the sight of a tight, shapely ass. The transformation was complete: the Nord had become a female Argonian that could almost pass as Dreet's younger sister.

Unable to help herself, Dreet laughed at the apprentice's predicament. Reminded of the other Argonian's existence, the apprentice turned back towards and pointed an accusatory claw at her.

"You!" she spat, doing nothing to cover her naked body. In fact, the other hand drifted towards her new sex. "You stupid Argonian bitch! You did this!"

Dreet smiled, enraging the new Argonian further. Before either could speak, a familiar Dunmer stepped into the room.

"Eitvaul?" The dark elf said, an eyebrow raised. "What are you doing?"

The blue-scaled Argonian turned to the dark elf and shrank away in embarrassment. She did her best to cover up, but two arms were not enough.

"Master, I--wait, how do you recognize me? I'm female!"

"Obviously." The dark elf replied, eyebrow remaining raised. "That's still no excuse for what's happened here."

"What happened here? This bitch--"

The dark elf shook his head. "I don't care how much she paid you, this is not a brothel, Eitvaul."

"What?" Eitvaul stuttered, now thoroughly confused. "I--"

"Get dressed for the gods' sake! You are being indecent. Fetch some clothes from the back and while you're there start separating the butterfly wings by species."

"Master!" The apprentice pleaded. However, a single glare was enough to get the new Argonian out of the room, but not before giving Dreet the evil eye.

"I apologize, ma'am." The dark elf said, nodding towards Dreet.

"I-I don't get it," Dreet said. "Are you just--"

"Messing with my apprentice? But of course," the dark elf replied with a smile. His gaze flickered to the staff. "I see you've found the Wabbajack and experienced its effects first hand. My apologies."

"Your apologies?" Dreet yelled. "I have tits!" She pushed the breasts up with her hands. "I can have children!" She motioned to her flat crotch.

"Quite," the dark elf nodded. "As does my apprentice now. I'd say we're even."

Dreet narrowed his eyes at the dark elf. The Dunmer sighed and reached within his robes, procuring a heavy bag of coins.

"I would afraid it would come to this, but I was prepared." The dark elf thrust the bag of coins towards Dreet. "Which is why I've doubled my original offer."

"Doubled?" Dreet repeated in awe.

"Yes, ten thousand septims." The dark elf lowered the bag. "I know five thousand more is not a suitable replacement for the organs you lost and the ones you gained but--"

"I'll take it," Dreet said without another moment of hesitation.

"Very well then." The dark elf held the bag towards Dreet while opening his other hand. "The staff, please."

In a moment the transaction had been completed. Dreet shook the bag of coins while she daydreamed about sitting back while sexy Argonian males fed her sweet rolls. Males? Dreet shook her head and glanced back to the dark elf.

"Actually..." she began. "Could you reverse this? Make me myself again?"

"Perhaps," the dark elf replied. "But such a potion would contain very expensive ingredients and take some time to brew."

"How much?" Dreet asked.

The dark elf's face broke into a rictus grin that exposed his perfect teeth.

"Ten thousand septims."