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“So,” said the woman. “Call me Munnann, it’s close
enough.”

“Okay,” I said. “So, how’re you going to help us get past
those guards?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” she said. “A simple trade.”

“What, we bribe the guards?” asked Iason.

“In a sense. You each give me something of yours, I give you each
something of mine, and then we deal with the guards.”

I hesitated. “What do you plan to take from us?”

“Nothing you’ll miss.”

“Yeah, that’s not ominous,” I said.

“I’m glad you agree!” And of course I did, there was nothing at
all ominous about anything she said.

“Dammit, Lemma!” said Iason. “Stop being sarcastic!”

The woman arched an eyebrow at Iason. “Oh, did I forget to edit your
thoughts?”

“I haven’t said anything you can twist against me,” he replied.
“Part of becoming a monster slayer was learning how to deal with genies
and so on!”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, but Lemma’s the main character. You’re just
a sidekick. Where she goes, you follow.”

“Oh?” Iason asked defiantly, his sword at the ready.

Munnann reached out, grabbed the top half of the question mark at the end of
his sentence, and pulled it off, leaving a period. I’d never seen anything like
it!

Iason sheathed his sword. “Lemma’s right, there’s nothing ominous, and
we accept your help.”

“Wonderful!” Munnann clapped her hands again. “Then to Iason,
I give my control over Lemma, to Lemma, I give my body, and I’ll be taking both
your inhibitions. Pleasure doing business!”

She dissolved into the air, leaving behind an empty dress that settled
quietly to the floor. As it did, I felt my clothes suddenly feeling tight
across the breast and buttocks. I scrabbled hastily at them, desperately
pulling them off just in time as my body transformed from petite and lithe to
voluptuous and curvaceous, my breasts swelling out, my hips broadening. I
touched my face; I could feel my lips becoming fuller while my hair pulled
itself from straight down my back to flowing waves that cascaded across my
shoulders. It should have hurt, but instead, it just felt… hot.

“Wow,” said Iason, staring at me.

“Do… do you really have control of me now?” I asked.

“Well, I guess there’s only one way to find out,” he said.
“Come here.”

I smiled as I stepped over to him, hips swaying, and linked my arms behind
his neck. “You’ve got control,” I confirmed. “I’ll do…
anything… you want.” Wow, Munnann didn’t mention this body would be
so horny! Well, guess I have no choice but to enjoy it…

“Great!” said Iason. “Let’s go take care of those guards.”

Seriously!? I practically throw myself at him, with his inhibitions
lowered, and he doesn’t make me do ANYTHING!?

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To be continued tomorrow… but Patreon backers can read the whole thing right now, and the next Lemma story as well!

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