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Young Swordmasters
By Kachakali
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"Swing, Thrust, Jab, Stab, Parry!" I said aloud as I was practicing my
swordplay. I had a crowd already surrounding me. I've been working hard
these past few years and I've gotten quite good. At sixteen, I am one of
the select few to soon be promoted. I get high praises from the
swordmasters at the fort. A few of the kids here too look up to me. I
don't want to let this popularity go to my head. I just love my country
and want to defend it when I get better.
I'm always improving on my techniques. I'm trying a new way to stab at
the wooden dummies, and hay bundles. My younger swordmates had all their
attention on me. They were trying to learn my moves. A few of them were
playfully copying me. I didn't mind them. They just knew enough to stay
out of the way of my blade.
But as much fun as we were having, there was someone staring at me with
hateful, jealous eyes. I saw him out in the distance. My so called rival
Dorian. Somehow, he made it up that I, Joshen would be his eternal
rival. We've both fought in mock duels. I have to admit, he's quite
good. But he's always angry and bitter to other people here. He has a
huge chip on his shoulder. Everyone tends to stay away from him. The
swordmasters know this and they scold him greatly for it. They tell him
to focus, but he just rolls his eyes and continues to sulk and do what
he wants.
But today, something is off. I've seen the various moods he's in. Today,
he's feeling something special. Dorian is planning something. It's been
days since he's tried attacking me. I go back to my swordplay. I've been
practicing for a few hours now, I'm a little tired but I dare not show
it. He is pacing around and debating something in his mind. He would
stare at me and then go back to mumbling to himself. I was tired of it.
His glares finally got to me. I stopped, and turned around to face him.
"What is it this time Dorian? What have I done that's got you so worked
up?"
"You!" Dorian shouted. "It should be me who is the favorite among the
recruits! If you weren't here, I surely would have climbed the ranks and
been hired by the guild already!" Dorian stood tall, he was sure of his
convictions. Some of the kids near him started to back away. Dorian
arrogantly spoke,"But enough of that. Rivals are meant to be defeated,
and today is the day I put you in your place!" Dorian opened up his cape
and pulled out a strange looking scabbard, There was an ominous looking
sword in it. It wasn't the sword we normally use as cadets. I stepped
back a little, I've seen this weapon before. It's been locked in the
vault. It's cursed.
"Dorian! Don't unsheathe that sword! It's a cursed Dark Elf item! Master
Ronaldo brought it back from battle a few weeks ago. A teacher here told
all of us in class not to mess with it. Don't you remember? They had it
locked it away. Why would you have it?"
"Shut up Joshen!" Dorian hissed. "I was belligerent with a teacher. They
had me cleaning up the vault as punishment. They had me polishing and
sharpening their stupid swords. I was doing as I was told. But being in
there felt weird. There was this dark, heavy feeling in there. I
realised it was this sword. The locks holding it somehow fell off. Once
I saw it, I knew it was meant to be mine. So I stole it."
"Please stop Dorian! We haven't been trained yet in how to deal with
magical items! Surely, that sword must have enchanted you! Listen to me!
Forget about our rivalry. Drop the sword. It's dang......."
Swoosh! The sword made a strange sound as he dropped the scabbard.
Dorian's face was twisted with anger as he ran at me. My eyes were
focused on the sword. It looked particularly sharp. I get into a
fighting stance and gripped my weapon, I'm ready.
"Arrgh!" Dorian screamed. He swung the sword at me. I jumped out of the
way. I could hear a swoosh as Dorian came at me again with the sword. I
blocked it with my own. Our swords were locked. Sparks were flying as
our swords grinded together. Dorian somehow had an unnatural strength! I
shifted back a little. But he still pushed forward. This wasn't going to
be an easy fight.
"You there kid!" I shouted at a blonde boy just a few years younger than
me. "I need help! Go get Master Ronaldo!" I know better to bite more
than I could chew. I'm not arrogant and I know when something is too
tough for me. The kid and a few others ran off. The rest were fixed on
the fight.
Dorian would swing and I would block. A few of our swipes would connect.
Our clothes were torn. Dorian gleefully smiled when a swipe of his sword
drew blood from my arm. I grimaced a bit in pain, but I still fought on.
But something wasn't right. Dorian is about as tall as me. But he looks
smaller now. I could still feel the power in each of his swings.
Strange, He was swinging upwards? I'm sure of it, Dorian was definitely
shrinking.
With each sword strike we exchanged, I started noticing other things.
Dorian's skin was changing color. And on his cheeks there were some dark
tattoos forming. I know it's the sword doing that to him. He started to
stumble a little bit. His clothes were getting in the way. Dorian runs
back to a safe distance; and tries to roll up his clothes. I stop as
well, to take a breath. I shout to him, "Dorian! Look at yourself. That
sword is transforming you! If we continue this battle, who knows what
you would become?"
Dorian stepped back and looked down on his body. He was startled. I saw
a little bit of fear in his eyes. For a second, I thought he was gaining
some composure back. But the magic in the sword knew otherwise. He
looked at me and then back down to his body. "I don't care what happens
to me, as long as I defeat you! Sword, I wish my clothes to be gone."
The tattoos on his cheek glowed a bit and so did the sword. The clothes
on him faded and then dissolved into nothingness. Dorian was naked
except for the cape on his shoulders. I could hear whispers and
chattering from my swordmates. Dorian is not what he used to be.
Standing before us was a dark skinned, androgynous elf-like person. His
hair was shaggy and his ears were more pointy. I was told that elves are
a passionate race, I could see an angry passion in Dorian's eyes. His
shoulders were smaller and more rounder. A few kids snickered as they
looked at his chest. His nipples were big and pointy. There were other
soft curves on him as well. Dorians waist looked thinner. His hips were
bigger than any teenager would have. The small feet he now had made him
seem surprisingly agile. As I gave him the once over, I couldn't help
but look at his crotch. His thing was pathetically tiny. I didn't see
his nuts. There was a tuft of dark hair above whats left of his dick. I
sighed and felt a little sad over what the sword no, Dorian did to
himself.....
"DON'T YOU DARE TAKE PITY ON ME!" Dorian snapped. It seemed like he knew
I was checking him out! He once again came at me with extreme furor. I
could feel that same unnatural strengh of his swings as our weapons
clashed once more. I swung my sword in defense, but Dorian was out for
blood. But with each clang of our swords meeting, his new tattoos would
spread and glow brighter. His body is still not done changing. There was
more jiggling in his chest. He had breasts now. I took a swing at him
again and he cartwheeled backwards. Looking past the flowing cape on
him, There was a definitive bounce is his ass. When he flipped
backwards, his legs spread apart. I saw his new, womanly pussy. I don't
know if it was the magic in the air or this being the first time I see a
naked woman; but Dorian was turning me on. Funny thoughts were going
through my head. In my lapse of judgement, Dorian took advantage and
rushed toward me once again. He raised his hands above him. Sword in the
air; I got a full look at his bouncing breasts. He took one deep swing
down. I tried to parry, but metal clashed on metal and it made me drop
my sword. I tried to grab it, but Dorian picked it up and threw it
farther away. I was at this creatures mercy.
"Oh, so the great Joshen has been defeated by my sexy new body? I
thought you were stronger that that? I've finally beat you!" Dorian
twitched and shivered."This makes me so happy!" Dorian grabs one of his
breasts, and gives it a hearty squeeze. "I love my new self. If I could
do this to you, imagine what power this sword and I could have over
others!" I could see a lustful gaze in Dorians eyes. He was relishing
the moment. I could see his muscles tense up. I focus on Dorian's eyes
and back to that sword. I think to myself 'Yeah, I'm going to die.'
Dorian licks his lips as he gets ready for the downswing. I felt like
closing my eyes, but I was taught not to face death that way. I tense
up, ready to be struck down by him.....
"STOP RIGHT THERE SELVANA!" It was a deafening roar. It was Ronaldo and
his mage, Cyriak! Dorian angrily turned around and faced the huge
mustached man that was our swordmaster. Dorian was paralysed and his
face went white with fear. Even the old Dorian knew not to mess with
him. "I thought I killed you already wench? No matter, I shall enjoy
doing it again!" Ronaldo looks at his commrade, "Cyriak! While I cast a
spell on my sword; do try to contain the wench!" Dorian trembled and
stepped back in fear. The cockyness he had when fighting me was
completly gone. He totally forgot about me. Dorians eyes were now fixed
on some new enemies. I managed to scramble up from the ground and slip
away. The hairs on my arms were tingling, Ronaldo and Cyriak were
casting something powerful.
"With pleasssure my liege!" Cyriak hissed. The slender reptillian-like
man always left a chill to whoever he met. As I looked around, I see
some of my younger swordmates running away and collapsing in fear.
Others were stuck in place, trembling as well. We were still not used to
such crazy battles. Dorian was scared, but he didn't give up. He ran
screaming towards Cyriak hoping to take a slice out of him. Glowing,
arcane symbols were rising from the ground where Dorian was stepping. He
tried to evade and jump around; trying to avoid the spellbinding circle.
But to no avail. The glowing symbols stretched themselves into ropes
grabbing Dorian. I think no one could escape that magic. The sword
slipped from his hands. Each rope seems to sap his strength. Dorian was
trapped.
"That was too easssy!" Cyriak replied. "You put up a better fightsss
before we killed you." It seemed he was a little dissapointed, that it
ended too quickly.
"Wench!" Ronaldo shouted. He canceled the spell on his sword. "How dare
you attack my brothers in my own citadel?" He curiously stepped closer
to Dorian. Ronaldo carefully walked around and examined the restrained
elf girl. He ran his gigantic fingers through his short hair. Dorian
tried to shift away but the magical circle held him tightly in place.
Ronaldo lustfully smelled the silky, brown elf's hair. He grabbed
Dorians exposed breasts, and roughly kissed him in the mouth. Dorian
squirmed; Ronaldo's facial hair was tickling him. Giving up, Dorian
relaxed. He closed his eyes as he seemed to enjoy the kiss. Ronaldo
stepped back and spit in disgust at the ground. "You are not Selvana.
Your lips are bitter, hers were sweeter." Ronaldo shifted his body into
a swordsman's stance, ready to draw his weapon.
I ran in front of Ronaldo. He was confused. "Stop Master Ronaldo! Don't
kill him, help him!" I pleaded, "That isn't Mage Witch Selvana, it's
Dorian! That sword changed him!
Ronaldo glared at Cyriak. "I knew letting you bring that cursed item
here would cause us trouble." Cyriak looked down in shame. Ronaldo
continued, "Fix that poor boy, no girl. I dont think you can take away
the physical changes, but at least clear her troubled mind."
"I'm sssory child," Cyriak hissed as he walked towards him. "Sssee,
There was potential in this sword. With more ssstudy, a poweful ssword
masster could have tamed it. But I see it'sss now bound to you. I
guessss I will havesss to train you harder to masster it." Dorian was
silent but he nodded in agreement.
Cyriak pulled out a staff (out of nowhere!), and spoke a few words in
some weird language. Selvana's sword levitated off the ground and
started glowing. The arcane circle that held Dorian dissapeared as well.
But Dorian was now floating high in the air. The tattoos on her body
glowed and peeled themselves away. They floated in the air, moving
towards the sword. In mulitple flashes each one went back into it.
Ronaldo grabbed the falling sword and placed it back in the scabbard.
The glow surrounding Dorian started to dissapear. Cyriak's magic was
wearing off; she was going to hit the ground pretty hard. I positioned
myself to where I think she would land. I barely caught her as she fell
into my arms. I felt the soft slenderness of her back and I touched her
firm thighs. I was looking down at something quite beautiful. I sighed,
realizing that I was staring too long and hard at her breasts. I shifted
my body to better hold her up. Her chest raised and lowered with each
gentle breath she took. My heart was beating faster. I thought about
kissing her, to see if she would react.
As I got closer to her, ready to plant my lips to hers, Dorian finally
opened her eyes. I pulled back a little bit. We stared at each other
awkwardly for a few seconds. She stretched her body and I struggled to
hold her up. "Well, are you going to put me down or what?" Dorian
replied. I bent down on my knees and she jumped down to the ground.
Dorian stood up and looked at her new surroundings. She stole a peek
down on her body and back at me. I was staring at her new body and she
knew it.
"Don't think that this is over between us Joshen," Dorian replied
playfully. "I still consider you my rival. I have to retrain myself and
fight you once again fairly." Dorian adjusted her cape and it covered up
her breasts. "I'll just have to take this small victory as motivation,
for when we next meet, I will be the greatest swordmaster." Dorian
walked away from me and went towards Master Cyriak.
I think I'm in love. I couldn't help but stare at her swinging hips and
jiggling ass as she walked away. "I've been defeated again" I say aloud.
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