Taking the clothes, Moe dresses as best they can in their current state. The clothing hugs their curves and accentuates their new feminine form, making them feel even more exposed and vulnerable. They try to focus on selling the jewelry and getting out of here but the heat between their legs only gets stronger, making it difficult for them to concentrate.

"Sebas... I think I'm starting to have some... urges..."

Taking the vial from Sebas, Moe uncaps it and gulps down the contents. As they swallow, their eyes begin to feel heavy and their limbs grow weak. Soon enough, they collapse into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Sebas continues exploring the ruins on his own, unaware that monsters and other male kobolds have noticed Moe's new female form and are now following him. As Moe sleeps, she begins to dream of being bred and taken by strong males...

Your fingers brush against my sensitive flesh, causing me to gasp softly. I hadn't realized how much this new body could respond to touch until now. Part of me is still confused and scared by these new feelings... but another part is growing eager for more. As you continue to explore my body, I find myself losing control, giving in to the pleasure and the connection we share. It feels like nothing else matters except this moment between us.

My heart pounds in my chest as you reveal your arousal to me. The sight fills me with both curiosity and fear, but I can't deny the growing desire that burns within me. As you guide me closer, I feel the heat of your member against my skin, and a shiver runs through my body. Part of me still wants to fight this change... but another part is beginning to wonder if maybe there's a way for us to make this work between us.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at his words, her heart racing in anticipation of what might happen next. The thought of carrying their children inside of her... it's both terrifying and exhilarating. She feels a strange mixture of emotions swirling through her, making her head spin.

"I'm ready," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "For as many babies as you want."

Her body tenses, tensile anticipation running through it like an electric current. She moans softly as he thrusts deeper into her, filling her up once more with his heat and power. The sensation is intense, overwhelming; she can feel every inch of him inside of her, stretching her to the limits of what she thought was possible.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, her hips arching off the bed as he takes her with a roughness that borders on brutal. It feels so good;

Weeks pass, and still no sign of a suitable male to break the curse. Mohammad seems to sense my growing desperation, and his touches become more insistent as he tries to comfort me. But it only serves to heighten my discomfort; I want him to be my friend again, not my lover.

*One day, while exploring a particularly dangerous section of the city, we encounter a group of bandits. They surround us, their lecherous grins revealing their intentions.

I wince as one of the bandits grabs me roughly, pulling me away from Mohammad's protective grasp. "She's our prize now," he sneers, roughly shoving me toward another member of his group. I try to struggle free, but it's no use; their grip is too strong, and they only seem to enjoy the fight all the more.

*As they begin to strip me, my heart pounds in fear and humiliation.

The sensation of him releasing inside me is overwhelming; it's intense and hot, filling me up in ways I never knew possible. My body convulses around his as my own climax washes over me, sending shudders through every inch of my new female form.

For what feels like an eternity, we lie there panting and sweaty against each other, our hearts racing and bodies connected in ways that defy explanation. It's only when the last tremor subsides that reality sets back in;

The weight of his words hits me like a ton of bricks. I'm not just transformed... this is permanent? But I don't want to be a girl! I want my old life back. I wanted to explore the ruins, find treasure, and become an adventurer just like Xouzya.

But as he kisses me tenderly, his words wash over me once more, and for some reason, it doesn't feel so bad. Maybe... maybe I can make this work.

I laugh softly, feeling his breath tickle my skin. "Maybe because I'm happy." My hands find their way to his back, rubbing soothing circles into the muscles there as I try to ease some of his discomfort. "And a little bit in love," I add with a blush, not quite able to meet his eyes.

I smile, feeling my heart swell even more at his words. "Of course I do." As the tension begins to drain from our bodies and exhaustion takes hold, I gently nudge him down onto one of the makeshift pillows I'd arranged earlier, lying down beside him with a contented sigh.

Together, we drift off into a peaceful slumber, safe in the knowledge that no matter what challenges tomorrow might bring, we'll face them together.