NTR Quest 7.C - Kara - Accept Sten (Patreon)

“The hell are you talking about, Sten?” It was an odd statement. You knew how you looked at that point but never considered that it would look the same to normal, non-degenerate individuals. Sam was unarguably strange and had weird tastes so you had written it off as his tastes that drew him to you more and more as time passed and your body changed. Sten's compliments on the other hand were a wake up call.

“Are you...” You hesitated, unsure if you really wanted to ask. After a moments thought you realized you did.
“Being serious?”

“You look really similar to Fiona.” He stopped, choosing his words.

“Actually, you look a little better because even she doesn't usually do herself up so well, honestly.”

That was a shocking thing to say. Both a compliment and a comment on how far you have leaned into the role that was required of you.

“Better?”

Sten nodded. “Can I, uhm...”

“What?” You were pensive over what he was going to ask. It was not likely to be anything good.

“See? All of it. I'm curious. You just look so good.” Sten gulped and turned his head, blushing deeply.
“Shit, sorry, that's a weird thing to ask.” It was, and it proved your earlier thoughts correct. Nothing good. But, at the same time there was a bit of satisfaction in it.

He wanted to see. He was not put off or grossed out. It would have been simple to refuse. Sten was nice and you had known him most of your life. But, that comfortable air only made it simpler to give in. Sten was an attractive man by normal human standards. He was no Sam. Sten was tall and faintly muscular with short blond hair and blue eyes. As you thought about it, it struck you. Sten was very attractive not just physically, but in general; to you. Your hands began moving on their own to remove your clothing until you were sitting in his room in just your at-home attire. The stockings and corset. You regretted it as soon as it was all off. You were basically bare. There was no way he would respond favorably. With clothes on was one thing. Without was a whole different matter. You braced for reality and asked.
“What do you think?” Expectations were very low and anxiety was quite high.

“Holy crap...” You cringed to hear him say that and closed your eyes reflexively because his tone was not clear.

“You- You're literally just a girl.”

You open your eyes. “S-sorry?” Sten was holding his thumb up in a particular spot, lining it up with his eye as he took you in. You glanced down and realized the area his thumb was covering.

He seemed as surprised as you were. “No, seriously. If you tuck that away somehow then you're just a really cute girl.” He was a bit reluctant to admit it and sounded surprised to even hear himself say it, but with that admission you felt a faint rush of euphoria.
“It's not just your body. The way you sit and walk and move. It's so... Girly.” The strange feeling persisted and grew with each compliment.

“I mean, the only giveaway is your voice and... Well, 'that.'” You gulped. The feeling faded slightly. In contrast, disappointment washed over you. Shifting uncomfortably, you added.

“Is... This better?” It was not actually hard to raise your voice. To be frank, ever since your body had changed and Sam had poked you all over you had been trying to maintain a regular tone. As soon as you had the will to simply... Give in... You let your effort slip and added a bit more. A sweet, soft and sultry tone. You bit your lip lightly at Sten's reaction. He covered his mouth and blushed deeply.

“Fuck... Yeah, you can't do that to me.” He said weakly.

“Do what?” You asked cheekily in that same tone while leaning forward. Your small breasts jiggled from the movement.

Sten stared straight down. “No... Seriously. Unless you wanna take responsibility I don't think you should.”

“Take res-” You did not understand what he meant at first, then the tenting in his pants made it obvious. You thought to stop, but then considered something rather elementary. For however long you were going to be in the house with Sam, he was going to keep taking more and more. You had already used your hand against your better judgment. What would follow that? You rationalized that for whatever you have left to give, it may as well be given to someone you trust first. You turned it on yet again and stared up into Sten's eyes.
“I don't mind...” You claimed softly, feeling very feminine in that moment. It was a strange feeling to be bringing it all on. When you were with Sam it was a struggle to stay male. With Sten it just felt so easy to let it slip.

You were surprised by how quickly he stepped forward and shoved his hardening cock in your face. You felt your will give as you leaned forward to offer your oral virginity, only to have it suddenly pulled back abruptly. You looked up with furrowed brow and huffed lightly.
“Y-you're a girl, right?”

“What? I mean... You said I look like-”

He seemed somewhat pained and regretful. “I was hasty. I'm thinking with my... Looks are...” Sten could not finish a sentence. He groaned loudly.
“Okay look, I'm not... You know?” He motioned with his hands in ways you did not understand, but he did not say it outright. Still, you understood and shifted uncomfortably. It was not something you had thought of in a while. Sten continued.
“So I can't do this with a... You know?”

“I'm a girl.” You said weakly. It was the first time really admitting it. You leaned forward again.
“Can we just do this?” Sten backed off again. You leveled a faintly unimpressed stare at him.

“What about that?” Sten pointed down between your legs you spread them slightly as you looked down to acknowledge it. Your eyes narrowed. Feeling a bit exasperated, you shrugged and searched for the words. After a few moments you were only able to land on.

“I don't know what you expect me to do about that. It's there. What can I do? Is it a huge deal?” You asked that knowing it would probably be a big deal for the old you. You were not sure what decision you would make.

Sten seemed more hesitant by the second after that answer. “Is it gonna get hard? I don't think I'll be able to focus if I see that thing flopping around all hard.”

It felt like a stupid concern, but ultimately you considered it a non issue due to the reality. “It doesn't even work any-” As you began to explain you noticed his cock harden and twitch in his hand.

“-more.” The implications were clear and made you feel a bit better. That euphoria started to return bit by bit. You smirked and added in a sultry tone.
“It just stays small and weak, no matter what I do. Does that make you feel any better, Sten?” His cock was really twitching as he released it and stepped forward, finally content with the situation. You took a deep breath and steeled your resolve. Since you were going to do this you were going to try to make it good. You traced the steps that Kara laid out. With one hand you gripped his member and began stroking gently. Leaning in, you kissed his balls a few times and found the act to be surprisingly erotic. Each kiss placed on his warm meat felt better and better as you traced your way up the shaft while jerking consistently. Once your lips reached the tip they were met by a silky white geyser that surprised you. It rolled weakly over your hand. You wondered if the feeling of disappointment you felt was one exclusive to girls. Thinking about it, there was very little analogue in the other direction. His thing was just done and you barely had a chance to do anything with it. Of course, you would never say those things. Instead you just smiled awkwardly.

“Sh-shoot! Sorry...” He breathed deeply, his legs almost buckling.
“Fuck, that was so good.” Even though he said that you somehow felt a bit disappointed.
“You're better than Fiona, even.” Your eyes widened at that statement.

“I... Am?” That comment almost made up for the disappointment. Almost.

“She's grown in a bit more, but I think you're hotter. You... Do things. You're the hotter sister, for sure.” He added playfully. You wondered what he meant by saying that you 'do things' but left it aside. It felt good to hear, anyway.

“Thanks.” You shrugged, offering a tiny smile.

As you left Sten's home the events of the night and all things said swirled around in your mind. You being a girl, you being the hotter 'sister.' Being cute and attractive to a man you'd spent a good portion of your life with. The things you did to Sten. The things you wanted to do to him before he came so soon. As you were walking back distracted, you bumped into someone. You were nervous over another encounter and timidly said:
“S-sorry.” Looking up, it was Kara. She looked rather uncomfortable in some stuffy business attire.
“Oh, hi. What are you-”

“Felt like you wanted to see me?” She stated.

“Oh!” You remembered the purpose of the excursion. Then a more important question crossed your mind.
“Do you think I'm cute?”

“Yes.” She said instantly.
“But I'm not really into girls, so...”

You blushed. “O-okay, that's fine. Uhm...” You decided to pivot back to why you originally left to find her.
“There's something wrong with my body.”

She scratched her head and sighed, tilting it to inspect you. “Well, yeah... I though you knew.”

“Knew what?” You were confused.

“The choker?” You did not know what she was talking about until she lifted her hand to your neck and pulled at the little silver symbol. You gave the little trinket, and the choker itself, zero consideration after it was put on. As you thought back, there was probably never a point where you took it off. Finally inspecting the symbol properly it was a simple circle with a line coming out the bottom, and another short line crossed through that.
“Your Mana's been re-attuned.” She said simply.

“What's that mean?”

“It's complicated, but everything is born with something that kinda... Decides how they are going to look and what you're gonna like. You can change it a bit through training but you know how you can't train yourself to be taller or shorter?” You nodded.
“Well, you had a bit of a neutral body already. That trinket seemed to re-attune you.” She blushed and looked up awkwardly.
“But, uh... There's also some stuff to do with the magic I'm teaching you altering your Mana. I'm sure that didn't help things.”

“W-what are you talking about! Are you sabotaging me!?”

“Why do you think being a girl is being sabotaged? It's better. Keep in mind, I didn't chose to make you like this. If it were just my magic, you'd still be a guy.” She explained quickly with her hands up.

“So I just remove this...” You reached up to remove something, but immediately forgot what it was and stopped half-way. Kara stared at you sympathetically.
“Wait... Remove what?” You looked at her. She thought about telling you, but then just shrugged and patted you on the head.

“It's okay, Hero. You'll be fine.” She brightened and changed the subject eagerly.
“Girl-talk time! How was your first dick, anyway?”

You stared blankly at her. “Is this really how we're going to talk from now on? I don't know if I like this dynamic.”

Kara shrugged. “This is just how girls are. I've always wanted a female disciple that I could share dick with.”

“Share dick?”

“Gush over the dick we've taken and other adventurous encounters. On good nights we can go out and take dick together and then have a laugh about it after. It's fantastic.” She stared at you with a brow raised as you continue to stare back flatly.
“Listen. This is how girls of my tribe are. It's how free, wild girls should behave.” She thought for a moment and went further.
“It's more or less how all girls are, deep down. Don't you believe me?” She seemed to be begging you to believe her.