Secret Threshold
The heavenly sword is plunged deep into the dragon's heart. The beast roars, cursing the hero and his allies. "You claim victory when I control time itself!"
"If you have such power then why have you not used it? A wise man would not keep such a blade in its scabbard." The dragon growls, using the hero's boastful lecture of human values while he casted a curse on his blood. His will leave on. Once the hero's lineage live a full life, he'll return when his greatest enemy will belong dead. The sword is driven deeper, the dragon roars spraying blood from the wound to soak into the hero's skin and bind the curse in place. Then darkness takes him, he rests inside the void for an untold amount of time. While in a death-like dream, his soul writes powerful magics into itself to ensure he survives his first day in a brand-new world.
Time passes, the dragon is violently awoken by screaming metal followed by a roar of sounds that paint a disheartening scene. One of the hero's great grandchildren of the hero's bloodline has died and he finally has a chance to rejoin the living. He soon wakes up with a crippling ache and a confirmation that whoever this was, didn't die peacefully. Their soul is gone and now he has a chance at life again, then he looks down. "I'm a woman now?" A pair of breasts under a green gown would obstruct the view of the feet if he was laying down. "Better this than nothing." Accepting this new identity and letting go of a former life, She has returned. The humans will become her toys again. The door opens to a beautiful nurse that walks in. A fine specimen worthy of attention, ample breasts and wide hips makes the dragon consider using her as the first pet to build a harem. "Hello, Jazz. How we faring today?" The nurse puts on some gloves, following the set procedure to take Jazz's vitals. Taking on the name, Jazz feels like it's an odd choice for a name. Still, this could be a good chance to learn what happened.
"I'm well, I suppose." She begins weaving a strong spell into her words, every sound will ring in the nurse's ear and slowly grow numb but does her job. "Can you tell me what happened?" The nurse's eye twitches as she blinks to make it stop. Her face soon begins to do the same as she speaks. "You were caught in a drunk driving accident, pinned between the car and a tree. It's a miracle you're alive." After she writes down the last bit of information for the doctor, the nurse moves to the couch for guests to sit down. Her mind struggles to make her move and leave, there's something off here. Jazz stands up, her presence weighing down any thoughts of resisting.
"How long have I been here?"
"Four weeks. Your girlfriend has been visiting you since then." Jazz blinks at the word, it applies some type of a relationship. She searches the original's memories and sees how much the world has changed since he hid away the family's blood. With a grin, Jazz transforms her body to match who she was to hold onto one detail she loves and it's been a long time since she felt the warmth of a woman around a thick cock. Before her defeat, Jazz loved woman who seek her out. Their people claimed it a sin to enjoy the body your given. Now this new face may help to ease into this vulnerable way of thinking.
The nurse blinks, returning back to Jazz's side. Everything before and after she sat down is a blank but didn't seem important so she shrugs it off. "Huh, okay. Think I might more tired than I thought."
"Ma'am," Jazz acts innocently as she pulls up her gown to show off a thick, veiny cock between her thighs. It took on its appearance, a shape similar to the capped mushroom of a human but a knot ensuring her beastly seed lands in a woman's womb. The nurse takes one look, comes over with a gentle hand, leans over so her soft breast push on Jazz's thigh, she enjoys their weight across her, and the nurse begins to stroke the shaft before taking the head in her mouth. Sucking gently as she swirls her tongue around the head. She pulls away with a wet pop, licking her lips.
"You should always warn me when the swelling returns." She kisses the tip with a smile. "We can't have you getting cramps for letting it get so bad." She goes back to her task, Jazz feels her new body reacting to this new sensation with violent confusion. Experiencing someone else's perception of the moment has Jazz stuck in position like a statue.
"By the gods, please relieve the swelling." She licks her lips, reaching down to hold the nurse's head in place before she feeds more of her length into the woman's mouth. Magic making the physical impossibility a joke and letting Jazz live out a dream. This new world could be fun, like this nurse choking on her cock and letting her throat be fucked raw. The nurse is no on her knees, holding Jazz by the ass as she choking on the shaft pumping into her mouth. A violent scene of lust from Jazz being so starved for stimulation. The release of her seed has her frozen, senseless and numb while the nurse drinks down every drop. Jazz pulls away and writes a rule on the nurse's forehead to influence her behavior. "No one is know of this. You will return again and again so I may desensitize myself. Can't afford to let someone catch me." She looks at the door and ponders a new question.
"Are you the only here?" She asks the nurse.
"For now," She whispers down, still trying to breathe normally. "The others left to grab some food and it's a quiet night."
"Which means I arrived at a lucky time. Good, now go and makes sure you notify my... girlfriend so she may know I am awake." Hearing the words come out makes it obvious Jazz doesn't know how the original spoke. She'll need to practice to get her cadence down. Returning to bed and letting the nurse leave, Jazz finds the original's phone and fiddles with it. Using the original's memories, she learns how to use the device as most think it was intended for but also seeing the mess of things surrounding this new time. "So much has changed. I have a lot to do if I want to live." She finally takes a second to look in the bathroom mirror. The original's haircut was haunting, shaved down to the skin. "How could you ignore the beauty your born with?" Jazz scoffs, making the choice to change up her look. "Humans make no sense." She mutters out again before laying down to sleep the pain she made worse with her transformation and entrancing the nurse. There's so much to be done, along with building up some tolerance to her overwhelming power.