[Genderswap]



“F-Faf-kun?”



Today was not Makoto Takiya’s day. Well, it hadn’t been his day for a little while, but this was probably the culmination of all that. Which was to be expected considering he was currently spending his time with a dragon as a flatmate.



The dragon in question was named Fafnir. And while he seemed rather unapproachable due to his darker looks and his tendency to wear all black and generally appear gloomy, the two had managed to become good friends through a shared interest in gaming. So much so that he allowed the black-haired dragon to stay at home at most hours to play multiplayer games while he was off at work.



That wasn’t the problem. That was far from being the problem. The problem started one day when his old folks were coming by for a visit, trying to check up on him and figure out if he had gotten a girlfriend yet.



Fafnir, in an act of surprising kindness, decided to change his form to that of a female to try and help him. While still acting just as dry as ever. And astonishingly enough, it had worked. His old folks even told him that they thought that she was a good fit for him, since she’d keep him from acting on a lot of his nerdier interests.



And that was supposed to be that. However, ever since that day… He returned from work to find Faf-kun in the form of Faf-chan more often. And as if the dragon was actively trying to experiment with her, she was wearing less and less clothes as the days went by.



From wearing her full suit, to just her dress shirt, to going topless… And her pants were meeting similar fates. Each time, she quietly noted down Takiya’s reaction and soon put her clothes back on, and went right back to gaming. So he didn’t think too much about this, aside from it being a strange way for a dragon to tease his friend.



It got to the point where Faf-kun stayed as Faf-chan for more than a day. Then more than a week. When was the last time he had seen Faf-kun? He couldn’t really remember, because those fat tits that Faf-chan had were very distracting! Especially when she wore one of those maid outfits that Kobayashi-san had been loaning him! Had she figured out every way to get under his skin from being near him for so long, or was she just trying things out without thinking!?



Regardless, he thought that it all ended at teasing. Which was why he was surprised to find her pinning him to the bed when he woke up today, a few drops of sweat running down his head.



“F-Faf-kun? You can hear me, right?” Takiya asked as he stared up at the rather intimidating draconic woman. Just looking at her when they were in a situation like this, something that should be intimate, was enough to make his heart quiver in fear…



“Not that.” Fafnir said, her voice having grown rather feminine thanks to how long he had spent in this female form. “Use the other word. I’m not male right now.” She explained, staring down at him with the same serious look as usual.



“F-Faf-chan.” Takiya said, as if a lot of the tension suddenly lifted. Like the entire reason why he felt so on edge was because he could feel the subtle tinges of anger in his flatmate’s body. That was probably it, considering the air always felt heavy whenever Fafnir was angry over losing in one of his video games.



Fafnir slowly but surely lowered her body onto her flatmate, looking straight into his eyes. “I want to try something.” She said, with that usual serious tone. Even though her face was so close that he could feel her breath brushing up against his face.



Takiya slowly nodded. What could Fafnir possibly be planning? Surely it wasn’t going to be that bad. He knew that she played a lot of MMOs and a couple of shooter games, and none of them were anywhere close to this intimate. Maybe she just wanted to lay against him in this form…



His expectations quickly melted as she kissed him on the lips and a bit of steam poured out of his ears. He couldn’t help but stutter and stammer as he looked at her, his face turning a bright red in sheer shock.



“So that’s what a first kiss is like.” Fafnir muttered. All while slightly smiling as she kept looking down at him. Looking down upon him like a predator would look down on its prey. “Interesting. Those games weren’t wrong, it is a sacred experience.”



“W-What games, Faf-chan?” Takiya managed to ask. Surely she hadn’t gotten ahold of… Oh, shit, he had been leaving his hentai novels out of their hiding spot, hadn’t he..?



Fafnir didn’t answer. Instead, the way that she chose to respond was by reaching down to her suit. She unbuttoned the first few buttons and let her breasts breathe, watching his eyes follow their subtle bounce.



Those things were very nearly the same size as Lucoa’s. Then again, the two were good friends. So it made sense that the two would look alike when she took a female form. But still, how did she even game with those things packed into her suit..?



Takiya didn’t get much time to dwell on the fact before he found his face stuffed into those massive melons, any cries and protests that might try to make their way out of his mouth being muffled thanks to the two mounds pressing down on his head.



“Stay still. This won’t take long.” Fafnir said, as she tried to add a bit of lust to her voice. It sounded wrong, awkward almost. But it was clear that it was all because she was trying something…



Takiya could put two and two together. And as much as he wanted to try and kick his legs around to try and stop her from going too far, he knew that if he ended up kicking her… Well, his life would probably be forfeit. He had played enough of those H-games with bad ends to know that pissing off a powerful lover was a straight trip to a dead end.



Even though he could hear his pants being unzipped. Even though she roughly yanked his pants off and very nearly tore them. Even though he knew what she was going to do, he didn’t move a muscle.



It was only once he felt her hand wrap around his crotch that he let out a scream, and what happened next became a blur…



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“You could’ve at least stayed awake.”



Fafnir looked down at her flatmate, who had helplessly passed out after she had gotten started. She hadn’t even mounted him before he ended up losing consciousness. At least his penis had stayed erect, so she could still proceed to experiment.



This feminine form that she had taken… It was a nice one. Mostly because she noticed the human giving her certain looks that he hadn’t given her before. Those looks had the same sort of vibes that random players gave her online when she tried playing a female character instead of a male one.



It was the crux of why she had decided to experiment with him. Because she wanted to see if he would react the same way that strangers did. She started out with just simply staying in her female form, slowly stripping away at her clothes to further see how he reacted.



Then she found his collection of erotic video games. He enjoyed those a lot, she could tell based on the playtime she found on the saved files. It was thanks to those very same files that she managed to try out every route in a matter of time.



While the writing wasn’t anything to write home about, the intricacies of the intimacy on display had her curious. Was it truly enjoyable to ride a man and admit one’s love to him?



She didn’t have love in her heart. She wouldn’t feel love for a human. But she imagined that it would be fun to trick him into thinking she did, which was how she got the idea to mount him in the first place.



But now he was unconscious. And her womb had been inseminated. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen if she turned back, so she had another excuse to keep a close eye on him in this form. Not only that, but…



Well, her nethers were wet for a reason. To say that she had enjoyed riding him would be an understatement. She would have to keep trying in the near future, to see if she could catch him and make him actively fuck her.



Regardless, she would continue her experiments. Watching over him and seeing him react to her feminine body. Not because she loved him, but because of her natural curiosity. That, and she could treat it like a game of sorts.



She knew she was headed for a good ending. Just unaware of the ramifications of that very same ending, as her flatmate’s essence swirled around inside her...