Corruption is Magic

Stirring up the ground up ingredients I had collected I tap my makeshift pestle off on the side of the mortar I found in the kitchen. In the mortar are ground up roots like the ones I collected on my second day here. Said root being known as Imps root. It makes one like a creature called an Imp, a creature native here. However if I grind it up with some bull berry I have theorized I might be able to grow… a penis. I mentally sigh, am I really about to test what I have been told. One look over to my bed where Gelfree lay and remembering yesterday's events tells me that this is what I want. I look at the bottle Gomra gave me that would allow me to become a biped and to other ingredients I have gathered and prepared for distillation. Lungs, scale ish skin, eye protective film, muscle enhancement and of course this one I’m on now. If I followed the book I have in the sitting area correctly then all these features will be strengthened enough to not be lost after distillation meaning it should be the only thing that remains.

Now making them is one thing… However, actually committing and changing my very being. I want to but… I won’t be me when I go home, physically or mentally. I have already changed… but I need to accept it if I want to have any chance to get home. The Incubus showed me that. I think as I look at my reflection in the glass equipment at the alchemical table. My black and purple bubbling eyes looking back at me. I have already changed physically haven’t I? Taking a deep breath I pour the mashed ingredients into the funnel the alchemical set had and place a cup under the end of the spout at the end. Taking time to let each step of the distillation fully finish I grab the potion Gomra gave me and uncork the bottle. The amber liquid swirls around as I examine it. With a calming breath I take the bottle in my lips and tilt my head back gulping it down quickly so I can’t second guess again. Slowly a warm feeling fills my chest and soon the feeling spreads across my entire body, followed soon after with an itch across my entire body.

“Oh, no.” I groan as the need to itch grows and grows ever more. I can feel as my bones move and change and new ones form leaving me feeling uncomfortable. I take gasps of air as I mentally resist the need to itch my body but as I do so I watch as my front hooves move of their own accord and change, the first signs of fingers forming at the end of what used to be my hooves but now are flesh. I am so glad the mirror to Sunset’s world does this in an instant, feeling this all happen is so weird and unpleasant. I complain but after a couple more minutes I feel the sensation across my body subside. Looking at myself I see two hands at the end of long arms that still have my usual violet fur, my legs however still end in hooves and I notice I now have the ability to stand upwards on my hind legs… well my only legs now. Like I would in Sunset’s world but I still have many of my pony traits. Interesting. Well, this confirms that transformative things do exist. Not that I didn’t believe Gomra, I just have solid proof now.

Looking to the alchemical distiller I noticed the cup I placed had collected all the liquid possible which ended up being a teal blue color. “Well, worth a try.” I say as I reach over with my newly formed hands and take it in my grasp. It will take some time but thankfully I already have practice getting used to hands. Without missing a beat I down the potion and mentally pray I did the steps correctly. I am immediately hit with a burning sensation in my lower gut and a itch at my crotch, A burning that kinda feels nice. No scratch that, this feels good. Oh by the goddesses it feels really good. I audibly gasp as the feeling engulfs my senses and I can’t help but fall backwards on to my rump and watch as the front of my crotch changes and slowly the shape of a penis and the balls with it start to form, slowly at first but more and more quickly as the feeling of pleasure grows in me. I, I need release. I reach down and grab my still forming dick in one hand and cup my forming balls in the others gently yet desperately rubbing both.

Unable to help it I buck my hips into my hand as I lose control of myself, a haze gripping my mind as all I can think about it releasing my newly forming seed. I thrust harder and harder letting out noises akin to a feral animal escape my muzzle. At some point my prick and orb like balls stop growing but I hardly notice, my hands and mind are too busy to notice. My strokes become jerky and flustered as I feel my shaft and balls start to pulsate. “Oh fuck, Oh godesses I’m cumming, my seed.” I cry out as the first jet of cum spurts from my cock and into the air landing on to my chest followed by another and another till I am covered by five spurts of my own glistening cum. Taking deep breaths I lay there holding my cock and balls still, letting the calm after the storm settle over me.

“Damn, that was hot.” I hear making me jump seeing Gelfree hand deep in her pants looking at me with a pleased face on her.

“Uh, how much did you see?” I sheepishly ask as I get up from my laid out position.

“Since you started this change. Nice way to wake up if i’m bein honest.” I blush as I wipe a hand over my chest trying to get rid of all the cum but ending in vein. “You need help there?” She asks, making me shoot her a look of narrowed eyes.

“I think I’ll just wash up. I have other things to test.” I say getting up and going to the sink to wash the sticky ropes off me.

“Well, since your doing your little experiments with the plants here I’ma head out and see if my moms worried about me.” Looking over to Gelfree who is getting her top back on I sputter a bit.

“You didn’t tell her you were coming here?”

“No, but this isn’t the first time I have been out and not come back over the night. She probably thinks I got drunk and ducked into a rock formation.” Gelfree grunts as she stretches her sleepy body awake.

“You better not pull that kind of thing with me missy.” I grumble as I turn back to the sink and continue cleaning myself. I wish there was a shower here.

“Oh don’t worry, you have me on a tight leash.” She coos in a silky tone sending a shiver through me and making my flacid dick slightly hard. “You sure You don’t want me to stay?”

“Shush you.” I call back and get a chuckle from Gelfree who heads to the hall.

“Kisses.” She teasingly says kissing her hand and then blowing at her hand as if to blow said kiss to me. Rolling my eyes I laugh and wave her off as she turns in place and heads up the stairs and out the hatch of my home.

With my body clean I pour in the blend that should improve my lungs to be able to filter out the ash and smoke in the air. The down side is mucus will need to be regularly expelled from my mouth but it's better than slowly having it probably kill me. Once in the alchemical set I get a clean cup and place it under the spout and clean my cup I just used but as I do so I notice something strange. The feeling in my chest that I have come to know as my corruption has grown it seems. Once the cup has been cleaned I set to work looking through my books as the current ingredients get distilled. Flipping page after page I don’t find any mention of corruption growing besides for the ingredients themselves. Wait, that’s it.

Taking the book I place it upon the alchemical table and begin to reference the ingredients used in the potion I made and am currently making. I have distilled the ingredients and this is done via heat and on their own the corruption is minor but mixing them to make the effects I want remain while the undesired ones burn away… this also leaves the combined corruption of all the ingredients. Though still minimal after two portions of it, it obviously would be noticeable. This corruption has progressed quite quickly, alarmingly quick. There must be more to all this than just a simple feeling eventually filling me otherwise based on how much it has progressed Everyone would be at capacity for the feeling filling them. Closing the book I have I look to the potion I have brewed. I’ll need those lungs anyways, whether I like it or not. With that I take the cup and down the contents letting the liquid seep down my throat. I soon feel my breath catch in my throat as the effects take action and start to alter my body internally. The feeling of my throat and lungs moving and shifting within me feels strange but not unpleasant, at least it’s not like the biped potion. After a few minutes of the shifting I feel my breaths become more relaxed and easy. Far easier. With each breath of the air around me even now feels significantly more clean and as if I had taken two breaths in one.

“I guess this place does have some merit to it. With this alteration I could safely go to volcanos and not worry about needing protection from all the ash, dust and smoke.” I happily say as I place the other things I have ground up to the side. First thing’s first, I need clothing now that I have… well my genitals in open view and not hidden away. I mentally think as I look down to my new member that has retracted into its sheath. If I remember correct from my… bout of self service my new member is rather small compared to what I recall from my medical books. Usually males had long Penises with significant width. Mine however couldn’t be any longer than four inches and half an inch wide… Feeling a bit disappointed, I make a mental note to look into why it came out small and why it ended up being a pony dick instead of a dick from a creature the plants could turn me into if I continuously ate them raw.

Looking around my home I ponder on what I could use to cover myself, for the most part I see nothing. That is till my eyes land on my beds blanket. Well… fuck.