The Venus Blade TG Story TRADE

    Sir Lance was a massively strong and very well respected knight in the kingdom, he was viewed as the manliest warrior in all the lands. But even he could not stand up against the monstrous beast that ravaged the villages miles around. He eventually had enough when he saw the beast attacking the capital city, taking the princess away with it. He tried to face it but was greatly wounded and his blade was broken. While recovering a mysterious mage came to visit him. She wore a tight skimpy black robe and had a considerable figure, her long black hair hanging in front of one of her eyes, she came in unannounced and sat on the bed next to him.
"What do you want witch?" Lance asked, unaffected by the woman's looks
"I have only come to help you out darling, I noticed that your blade was broken during your duel" she rubbed his knee gently
"I have no use for your magic" he answered simply, not even looking at her
"oh I won't be giving you any spells, only a map to a legendary sword" she whispered into his ear, laying down on the bed with him now
"....I'm listening" he still seemed unphased by her advances
"it's called the Venus Blade, only the manliest of warriors can even so much as lift the sword, but anyone who can use it shall control the whole world with their power" she kept nuzzling closer and closer to him.
Before Lance could answer the witch kissed him deeply, even getting in some tongue, passing along a liquid into his mouth that rendered him unconscious. Once he awoke he saw the map laying next to him in bed. It took him a few months to fully recover from his injuries, during that time he heard legends of the beast destroying more and more of the country side. Taking his back up dagger in hand he set off to find the Venus Blade.

    The path was fairly straight forward in only a few days he was already at the temple where the blade was allegedly being held. The temple was old and on the verge of collapsing and Lance had to break down several barricades inside to reach the inner sanctum. Inside the sanctum was much less impressive than Lance had hoped, he was expecting a single ray of light to shine down on a pedestal that contained the blade with the skeletons of those who failed littered around it. But that was not the case, the room was barren and dark with a massive greatsword just laying on the ground off in a corner of the room. Lance was disappointed by this but went to get the blade anyway. He noticed though as he tried to pick up the blade that it was far lighter than he had imagined, it was over six feet long and wider than any sword he had ever seen before, he was expecting it to weigh more than he could even imagine but it was light as a feather. He could have sworn he felt something strange the moment he picked it up but he shrugged it off and started to leave with the blade in hand, thinking it must just be an enchantment on it. On his way out though he saw a few bandits camping out nearby and decided to test out his new blade on them.

    Lance approached the camp loudly, not even trying to stay hidden, with his blade held high. The bandits all stood ready, watching as Lance went in for a swing. That one swing killed all of them, it caused a massive blue explosion in the camp that threw Lance a couple feet back and made him black out for a split second but strangely did not hurt him all that much. Lance did however have a massive pain in his head, his whole body ached all over and his vision was blurry but he tried to shake it off and pick the sword back up. Lance struggled with the sword for a minute but was eventually able to just barely lift it into it's sheath. He went to bend over to pick up the sword, now in it's sheath, from the ground but saw something dangling in front of his face, it was hair, his once clean cut jet black hair was now pure golden blonde and dangling right in front of him. In shock he quickly lifted the blade and put it on his back before running the whole rest of the way back home.

    Lance barged into his house to see the witch from before sitting in a chair waiting for him
"You! what did this blade do?!" he grabbed her by her arms and slammed her into the wall
"I don't know what you mean sir" she hardly seemed hurt, merely brushing herself off
"this 'blade' obliterated an entire camp in an instant! and it...changed me somehow" Lance paced around the room in confusion, gripping his forehead in pain
"that's the greatness of the blade, no one would challenge a man who carries a sword that can level the Earth like it was paper" she tried to reason with him, getting close to him again
"then why is my hair yellow now?" he tugged at his hair to emphasize it
"it's simply the left over energy from the blast, it settled in your hair because you were to close to your target" she grabbed his arm and put it between her breasts, trying as hard as she could to clam him down
"...and it will kill the beast?" he took a deep breath and pulled his arm away
"I am certain of that, but you may want to practice with it before you challenge the beast" she ushered him out of the door gently.

    Lance did just that, he repeatedly blasted the area around him, leveling entire acres of forest at a time now, throwing everything he had into it. Little did he know though that with each blast his massive muscles slowly shrank. With every swing his once tanned callous skin became light and sensitive. Every time he did anything with the blade his whole body became more and more feminine but he didn't even notice and went back to the witch, asking her where the beast was. The witch smiled and gave him a location to head for, not telling him about the further changes to his body.

    It wasn't hard at all to find the beast's cave, it was a massive carved out hole in the side of a mountain with blood stains and scattered bones surrounding the outside perimeter. Lance withdrew the blade, now having a considerably hard time even lifting it above his head. He took swing to try and kill the beast immediately but only a tiny blue slice came out of the sword. He seemed confused and tried it again, nothing this time, he was now furious, swinging the blade wildly around. As he was flailing he neglected to notice more changes occur, his behind started to inflate with every swing, soon enough giving him a cute pillow of an ass. The same changes occurred on his chest, every swing making them grow more and more until they had enough mass to jump and jiggle around with each swing. Finally he could no longer hold the blade and it fell to the ground, he stared at it, panting and sweating profusely, it was just now that he saw his new breasts bouncing with each breath he took. He gasped in surprise as the blade now absorbed the last of his masculinity, he felt his manhood recede inside his body as her nipples grew, giving her breasts purpose now and making them more and more sensitive to the touch. She grew hotter and hotter in her thick clothing and collapsed to the ground. He clothes glowed a bright blue, shifting around and shrinking to hug her figure nicely, she recognized the outfit as the female knights uniform only skimpier and sexier, her breasts nearly popping out of her top while the skirt showed off her plump and squeezable ass in all of it's glory. Her hair twisted up into twin tails and she felt makeup apply to her face. She blushed and tried to cover her body while also trying to stand back up, a small breeze coming by and blowing her skirt up, making her realize her lack of under garments aside from her garter belt and making her shriek and try to push her skirt down again. She felt like a slutty harlot, her body quivering to even the wind's gentle caress, her own stockings driving her crazy but before she could even thinking about trying to 'remedy' these feelings she heard a growl. She turned with a feeling of dread and her fears were confirmed when she saw the beast at the end of the cave. It was a massive monkey looking creature that stood at nearly ten feet tall, it broke out into a sprint after her, tackling her to the ground and pinning her down instantly.
"Get your hands off of me!" she screamed, hearing her new girly voice for the first time.
The creature grabbed her by her wrists and took her inside of the cave, inside she saw another woman chained up to the wall, the Princess, but immediately Lance could tell she was long dead. As the creature chained her up to the wall right next to the Princess's corpse she heard someone else walk in, it was the witch.
"You dirty liar! look what your stupid blade did to me!" Lance screamed in fury, flailing around against her binds, her breasts bouncing around as she did
"it was all a part of my plan silly, you see...I want power in this wretched kingdom, so I abducted the Princess with my creation, I would then send in my son to kill the creature and win the Princess's heart in the process...but my beast was stupid and killed the fragile Princess...so I need a new one, that being you my dear" the witch explained, walking up to Lance with a sadistic grin
"I won't be marrying your son you stupid witch!" she yelled back in protest
"oh but you will, you're under my spell now Princess" she flicked Lance on the forehead.

    From there on Lance's mind changed, she became nothing more than a giggly airhead who wanted nothing more than a strong man who could not only protect her also supply her with plenty of children. The witch's plan went off without a hit and the new Princess fell madly in love with her savior, marrying him only a few months later. The new King took rule under his mother's orders while the Princess now carried a child, she couldn't be happier, slowly the legends of Lance the once great Knight faded into obscurity while new legends of the Harlot Princess spread across the land.