A tryst at the kobold hot springs (NSFW story included)

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*Blurk... gag!*

Baldric coughed the potion down. It tasted like green onions, not pleasant at all, but the taste was the least of his worries.

"By the heavens and all that's holy...!" he could barely stammer a response as his flesh and bones wracked, twisted, and changed, his face ripping outward into a lizard-like snout; his teeth sharpened into a row of pearly points; bright sky-blue scales, tiny smooth scales like a garden snake, poured over his skin like smooth paint, replacing every inch of human hair.

The steaming water of the spring suddenly rushed over his bare toes. As the former knight looked down in shock, having lost nearly half of his height, he found himself naked, standing on big, clawed, dragon-like feet, totally exposed and unprotected. He oogled his claws and ran his tongue over his teeth. His blood suddenly turned hot... not just in his face (which was twinged with embarrassment), but everywhere, and it was only amplified by the roiling springs. Kobolds weren't cold-blooded... not even close! The thought barely finished crossing his mind as the cold winter breeze buffeted his body. Aside from a new twinge of blue, his manhood somehow remained familiar, and even through this whirlwind of strange sensations, he muttered his thanks to the gods for their mercy.

Stepping forward into the clean water, his hosts, a whole multitude of rainbow-colored kobold coquettes, giggled and cooed, surrounding the knight on all sides. A few of them rushed over with expressions of pure lust on their faces. For a moment he barely noticed their advance, until the first clawed but gentle fingers started to caress his arms and legs.

Kobold-Baldric looked all around, then latched his attention onto his own taloned hands. He laughed with pleasure and surprise; it was a shrill wyvern-like *yip-yip* that caught him off guard. "Is this what kobolds are like?" he coughed through his own delight. "Damn, I'm not going to want to come back!"

A rose-red kobold girl lunged over him, pressing her bosom against the side of his maw without hesitation. "Don't worry young human," she purred. "It'll wear off... but only after we wear you out." The gaggle of kobold damsels laughed and snickered as they swarmed him, pasting their loving gaze all over his new form before following with their claws.

"Why don't you just relax?" the golden kobold lass at his flank whispered. "The spring will be piping hot all day! No need to rush."

"Yes, my lady," the muscular kobold knight blathered. With one swift motion, he finally lowered his nude body into the steaming mineral water. "Oh... ooooh.... aaarrrgh...!" It was almost too much for him to take in, and with his eyes half closed, he melted into his new friends' arms, overcome with pure elation. A fire-hued kobold maiden grabbed his foot with both delicate hands and started massaging him gently. Baldric had totally forgotten about his armor, now lying like trash at the bottom of the pool. Would he ever need it again anyway?

"This afternoon we'll go down to the pub and show you what koboldian plum wine is like. You've never tried anything like it, we swear!" the reptiles all giggled softly. "And you'll get used to tromping around like this," his rose-tinged lover crooned as she continued to smother his face. "So much more fun than being a soft, squishy humie, eh?"

As his entourage lovingly moaned with satisfaction, lusting even deeper for his primeval, reptilian frame, Baldric closed his eyes and just let them take him. They smelled like fresh flowers springing from a garden, and their breath tasted like mint and dark cherries. These were no monsters... but all of a sudden, he decided he didn't care if they were. Reaching over, he drew two of the girls closer, pressing them against his flesh. The magic of this place was worth more than its weight in gold.

Just a fun kobold commission by sedrid that I had on the back of my mind. Not related to my other fantasy stories.