Masculinity Lost (Chloe Frazer + Lara Croft TG/MC)
Alex and Jay trekked through the seemingly never ending jungle, cursing the heat, the overgrown paths, and most of all the map they possessed, which was supposed to be an accurate map, but instead seemed to just be leading them in circles. The whole trip to India, where they were currently located, was supposed to be a relaxing vacation to the scenic sea-side locals and experience exotic cultures, and yet that had been derailed when they’d gone into a popular tourist shop and found a series of maps for sale among other knick-knacks. The maps were only copies of course, but the man behind the counter, a shady looking character wearing a black cloak and cloth mask which obscured most of his face, had claimed in a heavily accented voice that the maps would lead them to ancient ruins deep in the jungle. Alex, being a massive history nerd, was sold instantly, while Jay was a bit more skeptical of the strange man’s promise, and tried to question him further. Unfortunately for him, the man was apparently a master at dodging questions, and only gave a small amount of further information. He assured them that the area was public land, and that it would be a bit challenging to reach it, but that it wouldn’t be too difficult, and that they’d never believe what was there until they saw it for themselves. After that he’d shut down even further, speeding along the sale without answering any further questions, giving them the map for what Alex considered a reasonable price and Jay thought was probably a scam. After a few hours of pressure from Alex, Jay agreed to set aside a day of their vacation to go hike up to where the ruins were apparently located. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to go into the jungle for a bit, it was just the distance that would likely take the entire day, and he really didn’t want to encounter some of the deadly animals found there. But at the same time, he and Alex were really good friends, and if it would make him happy, Jay would brave the hike and, hey, if the merchant was actually telling the truth, however unlikely that may be, then the trek would probably be worth it.About three hours into that hike, Jay was absolutely regretting ever agreeing to do this. The heat was oppressive, the listed pathways choked with undergrowth to the point that determining whether or not they were really on them was impossible, and any banter between them had quickly devolved into panting. Neither of them had truly prepared for this, Jay having fully unbuttoned his blue button-up while Alex’s green tee-shirt was soaked and stuck against his skin. Alex was doing slightly better than his friend, his shorts allowing a bit more cooling than Jay’s pants, and he got to carry out their water, while Jay was forced to try and discern the right turns from the map. At this point the only thing driving Jay on was the sunk-cost fallacy, the thought that there had to be at least something out here to satisfy Alex’s search, even if the only proof was a shitty map.The path in front of them, or at least the closest thing they had to one, began to slope downwards, small stones cropping up on either side. As they continued to go further down, the stones seemed to pop up more and more, slowly changing with each successive pile from natural flukes to clearly man-made creations. That assertion was confirmed when they came upon the remains of a gray stone pillar, its cylindrical sides wet with creeping moss and vines. The pair stopped to admire the sight for a moment, the excitement which had slowly, or in Jay’s case quite rapidly, drained out of them over the course of their hike was immediately replenished with more being added on top of that, reveling in the sight of the ancient erection and now believing that the map was at least partially accurate, if somewhat outdated. Just the sight of it seemed to fill them up with new energy, urging them onwards, a reminder that the ruins were close and that they were on the right track. It even seemed to get progressively easier past that point, the path, while still looking overgrown and very old, was a bit less obscured by vegetation, and they managed to get much more progress done faster. After less than ten minutes of walking past the pillar they came across a small barrier of leaves and forest growth, the forms of two more cylindrical structures just visible through the green. Revitalized, they pushed through the minor obstacle, finding what could only be the ruins described by the map. It was a mostly open area, perhaps some kind of courtyard or garden, with a massive ruined temple laying in front of them, its domed roof stretching into the sky. But the area immediately before them held more interest for the moment, lined by rows of crumbling pillars and the ground made into a carpet of weeds growing up from cracks in the stone, but the lack of any refuse or other people made it clear that the area hadn’t been visited by humans in a long time. In the middle of the open area was a stone pedestal, about waist height, upon which sat a small object glowing with golden light, reflecting the sun beams directly hitting it. Shielding their eyes from the glare, Alex and Jay advanced on the reflective object, more details emerging from the blinding glare. It was a small statuette, maybe a foot tall, and constructed out of what could only be gold. More intriguing, it was fashioned into a humanoid shape, that of a well endowed woman, child-bearing hips and large breasts suggesting the possibility that it was in some way tied to fertility. The simple fact that such a valuable artifact could remain untouched for centuries if not longer was shocking on its own, and Alex was ecstatic at the possible historical value that such a finding might have, rushing forwards to get a better look while Jay stayed a bit behind, using the map to block out the light. With bated breath Alex reached forward, the thought of being the first person to touch this irreplaceable artifact in hundreds if not thousands of years the only one in his mind. It wasn’t like he was going to break anything, just a simple touch to prove to himself that he’d made a difference, however small, to feel closer to the ancient people that had once called this place home. Jay was much more cautious in his approach, remaining a few feet behind Alex and muttering for him to be careful, though what he should be careful about exactly eluded him. As Alex’s hand made contact with the statue, he found it warm to the touch, which wasn’t really a surprise considering that it was sitting in direct sunlight. What was a surprise however was that the statue’s glowing seemed to die down, retreating deeper into the gold as the surface was drained of heat, becoming bitterly cold in a matter of seconds. Before he could pull his hand away, all the light and heat suddenly returned in full force, exploding out of the statue in an electric shockwave and Alex flying backwards, landing a few feet away. Jay was spared from the worst of the blast, only sending him to his knees clutching his stomach instead of being knocked off his feet. Both men were caught in individual worlds of agony, the light refusing to dissipate and instead surrounding each in a bubble of burning light, every nerve set aflame as whatever force had been inside the statue now focused its otherworldly attention on them for the moment. Their vision was reduced to a dancing inferno of swirling radiance, intense heat searing somehow searing through their entire bodies at once without killing them or even causing any damage to their clothes, the supernatural nature of the whole event becoming crystal clear if it wasn’t already. To say that the strange fire left them completely untouched would be a lie, though to what extent it affected them differed from man to man. Alex got off a bit better than his friend, the flames carefully singeing any body hair or blemishes besides those on his scalp, leaving his skin now incredibly smooth, flawless with a nice tan gained in the process. Jay had it much rougher in that regard, though it started out mostly the same, burning away any body hair not on his scalp removing practically any blemish, leaving his skin perfectly smooth. But instead of just stopping there, the flames burned hotter and hotter, charing not just his skin but also the branches of his family tree, rewriting his very genes themselves to give him a completely different cultural heritage, removing him ever being Caucasian in favor of an Indian ancestry. As a result, his pale skin was darkened into a more brown shade with a decent tan mixed in there as well, his brown hair darkening to black as well. From there, the changes to their body started in earnest, beginning with their hands as small clicks sounded from under their skin, the noise of their bones shifting and shrinking down, leading to their hands significantly condensing as a result. At the same time, their fingers did the opposite, growing thinner but longer as well, gaining increased dexterity as they both gained ten dainty digits with more well kept nails. Not content to just stop there, the fiery changes snaked down their arms, draining away the fat and adding to the muscle already present, just in a much leaner form, so that their arms would appear feminine and thin at a glance, but revealed their immensely toned nature when flexed. Having reached the ends of their arms, the burning tendrils of magical change slithered across to their shoulders, forcing them to snap inwards and significantly reduce their overall frames. Going a bit further down, their stomachs rumbled as all of the fat present was suddenly sucked back inside with the accompanying feeling of a roundhouse stick, leaving them groaning in even greater pain than before. Replacing it was a sudden influx of muscle, at least in the case of Alex, whose stomach was molded into the peak of muscular perfection possessing a full six-pack of abs which only enhanced the increasing femininity being seared into his body. In contrast, Jay only gained a bit of muscle, leaving his stomach flat and healthy for sure, but with just a slight amount of tone. With the initial alterations having been made, the fiery force controlling the changes began to focus on different transformations for both of them, making similar alterations but in a different order and magnitude. In Jay’s case, the changes were centered around his lower body, kicking things off with his waist being pinched in, a quite painful and somewhat lengthy process that left him moaning as his bones were broken only to be molded back into new shapes. Not anywhere near being done, his hips were then forced to do the opposite, snapping outwards while his small hands futilely rested on them, trying to force them back without success. Padding out his momentarily bare-bones curves, a tide of mostly fat flavored with a bit of muscle was pumped into his thighs, his fingers sinking into the cushiony fat until he couldn’t feel the bones and his pants were on the knife-edge of breaking. They smacked together in the middle with a meaty clap, crushing his manhood between them and eliciting even more moans than before as the soft slabs caused him equal amounts of mind-shattering pain and unparalleled pleasure, every strange moment now stretching into a fiery eternity. A similar expansion to his now curvy thighs began inside his flat rear, more and more fat being sent in with heartbeat-like pulses while a small layer of muscle was added underneath, making sure that his new ass would look pert and not just some blob of fat. Each cheek was accentuated as his entire lower half began to rise off the ground, his ass now big enough to cause such a thing. It quickly got to be such a size as to send his pants over the edge, breaking apart with a strained snap. Only, the moment that happened, his pants went through a rapid transformation of their own, changing material into a pair of tight blue jeans which highlighted every newly gained curve. The pockets on the back were rendered even more useless than normal as his ass finally finished growing, rounded off by a last layer of plush fat which made the already tight jeans constrict even more. Jay pushed his hands over the now scorching stone floor to grip his new ass tightly, finding it just as malleable as his thighs if not more, his dainty fingers lost inside the soft orbs. As he was thoroughly distracted by his newly curvaceous figure, the rest of his legs reshaped into a more feminine form, lacking much fat but keeping a decent amount of lean muscle. His feet especially were altered, cracked down several foot sizes until his shoes nearly fell off, reforming into a pair of brown boots just in time to remain on his feet. Out of Jay’s entire lower half, now only his manhood remained unchanged, but buried under the layers of thiccness as it was, you wouldn’t be able to tell.Alex soon joined his friend on the ground as he underwent a different set of changes, though like Jay’s they brought about what would become his defining feature. In this case, that alteration was centered around his upper chest, as the supernatural heat surrounding him delved deep beneath his skin, probing until it found the most opportune spot to take root, whereupon it changed into an initial layer of breast tissue. Fiery pleasure filled his chest as fat began to rush in under his nipples, forming two small mounds which began to steadily grow, expanding with every beat of his heart as they immensely increased in sensitivity, making him firmly aware of how uncomfortable his tee-shirt felt now. Speaking of his tee-shirt, it was quickly tented by his rapidly expanding breasts, straining against them as they continued to grow, filling up with fat and breast tissue and burning through cup sizes. The immense pleasure which this brought on was truly indescribable, leaving him a squirming, moaning mess on the stone floor, any coherent thoughts lost to the euphoria and flames. After what felt like an eternity of endless expansion and unrelenting pleasure, his breasts reached their final size of DD, his tee-shirt letting out a ripppp finally tore, immediately changing into a sleeveless green top that was simultaneously tight around his waist and loose around his breasts, giving them support but also giving a generous look at his new cleavage. Even once the changes there had finished, Alex continued to bounce his rack up and down, completely enamored by his pair of melons to the point that his tongue was lolling out and face cast in perpetual euphoria. As their main features finished growing, leaving both squirming on the floor and checking themselves out, the fiery force diverted its attention to their secondary features, coincidentally the ones which the other man had previously gotten. For Jay, this meant quite a bit of chest action, starting as it did for Alex with burning tendrils of magical energy slithering under his flesh and forming the first of many layers of breast tissue. Unlike Alex, whose experience was mostly blinded by unmatched pleasure, Jay was regrettably aware of just how damn itchy the process felt, along with the strange feeling of gelatinous fat pooling up behind his nipples and lifting them up. Once the sensitivity boost hit, he got a dose of the pleasure which Jay had experienced, still vividly aware of how strange and hot it all felt, just with the added burning passion making the whole experience even more disorientating and otherworldly, any sense of time or semblance of normal reality left far behind. Just like Alex, Jay’s hands were locked firmly onto his rising breasts as they were molded into shape, his transformation perhaps going a bit slower than Alex’s, allowing him to pick up on more of the finer details and displeasures, leading to groans being homogenized with his moans. It seemed that his breasts, while still certainly quite large, weren’t destined to be quite as prodigious as Alex’s, the flow of fat and breast tissue ebbing away a bit sooner than his friends had, leaving him with a not too shabby pair of C cups. They were more than large enough to fight against the constraint of his button-up, necessitating the entire garment to change into a burgundy tee-shirt with a bra underneath, giving his breasts enough support to not fly around too much. Slowly taking his hands away from the newly grown pair of honkers, Jay struggled to get to his feet, hampered both by the surrounding inferno and his new center of gravity, thrown off by both his dump-truck ass and heavy breasts. He managed to do it after quite a bit of struggle, shakily standing while peering through occasional gaps in the flames, watching as Alex was being changed in ways both similar and different to him. The idol which had caused all of this was still sitting on its pedestal, glowing like a mini sun as tendrils of burning light emanate from it, seemingly the source of the magic changing them. Jay watched as the changes to Alex spread downwards, targeting his lower half just as his own had previously been altered. Like his own, it started with his waist caving in, doing so with a tremendous crack, though any pain resulting from it was seemingly lost on Alex, his face left in a horny, dopey smile while he bounced his massive breasts up and down. Following that, the next step was his hips as they let out two shotgun-blast pops, rocketing outwards to either side and ripping his shorts apart in the process. Apparently that was enough to pull him away from his breasts for a minute, his petite hands now resting firmly on his thighs a tide of muscle was steadily pumped inside, toning his legs to the peak of muscular perfection while still having an undeniably feminine quality to them. There was a bit of fat in there too of course, but the overall ratio was heavily on the side of muscle, leaving him with perhaps the most toned legs that Jay had ever before seen or even imagined. They were more than big enough to squish his manhood between them, though judging by the window-shattering orgasmic shriek which left the changing man’s mouth, any pain felt was far outweighed by the mind-breaking euphoria which the expansion gave him; it left Alex rock-hard in seconds, a strange way of getting off for sure but a highly effective one all the same. Something similar happened in his ass as it began to creep outwards, pounds of muscle rushing in to give a more healthy kind of cushion than Jay’s bubble butt possessed, though perhaps with a bit less overall mass in order to even things out between them. In order to contain his fit ass and thunder-thighs, the scraps left over from his shorts recombined into a new pair of shorts, these ones tighter and a beige color, his bulge prominent and flanked by two large black holsters, each containing a threatening pistol ready to be pulled out at a moments notice. Lastly for that set of changes, his feet cracked down several sizes, his now ill-fitting sneakers morphing into a pair of calf-high brown boots much more suited for long treks through the jungle and other dangerous terrain. As the last of the tone was added to Alex’s ass, the changes become mostly synchronized once more, targeting the same areas for both of them with the individual details being quite different. For both of them, the first of this set of changes was to their necks, slimming them down and causing their Adam’s apples to stick out, bulging awkwardly until they were completely erased, changing their voices entirely. Alex’s now much more feminine voice took on a British accent, giving it a somewhat refined quality with no effort on his part, while Jay’s instead gained an Australian accent. This change had the added effect of making their groans and moans sound almost pornographic to the ears of an outsider, the mixed pleasure and pain apparent with every incoherent syllable. Not anywhere close to being done, flames licked their faces, bringing forth burning changes but no real damage to speak of, the feeling closer to a burning passion than a painful ordeal. First among these alterations, their heads shrank down as a whole, crack’s audible as their general head-shape was made a bit less square. Right after that, their jawlines were reformed to be a bit more round in shape, their cheeks puffing up with a pinch or two of fat to add to that effect; at the same time, their cheekbones became more pronounced, rising up and making their faces already significantly more feminine. That emerging femininity only continued, as their lips were plumped up by insertions of cushiony fat, making them juicy and kissable in ways they’d never been before. Alex got a bit more cushion in that regard, his lips plumper than Jay’s, though his friends were still certainly quite kissable. Above that, their noses were scrunched down into smaller sizes, a similar shrinkage happening to their eyebrows as they were plucked down, Jay’s having previously darkened to black. Their eyes widened as their sockets were enlarged, vision blurring for a moment as their colors shifted, Alex’s going from bright blue to a deep brown, while Jay’s became a misty blue in coloration. Out of all the changes to their heads, perhaps the greatest individual change was to their hair, which for either of them began to rapidly grow longer and improve in overall health, lushious locks flowing down like an ethereal waterfall. Once both their ‘do’s had reached a decent length, they were suddenly bound into high ponytails, Alex’s being a bit higher up than Jay’s, but not by much.After all the many changes which had been wrought on their bodies, Alex and Jay were practically unrecognizable. In fact, by this point calling them “men” was really a formality, as they were more female than male with all the alterations made to them. The only remaining physical remnants of their previous identities left were, fittingly enough, their manhoods, both of which having been erect for the majority of their transformations. But that was the penultimate change to them, as a strange tingling sensation subsumed the bulges in their tight pants, signaling to them that their days of being men were at an end. Well, at least Jay noticed, though struggling to stand as he was, that knowledge didn’t do him much good; Alex on the other hand was still spasming on the ground, one hand working his tits while the other dug into his thighs, and the new development went unnoticed for the moment. That tingling grew in intensity until even Alex, dazed by pleasure as much as he was, noticed it, whereupon it did a move similar to their previous changes; it did something different for either of them. Jay felt like his loins were on fire, and not in a pleasant way. He was stopped in his tracks as the feeling of a dragon breathing directly onto his gonads consumed his entire world, arresting all movement until even that became too difficult, and he went tumbling sideways, stopped halfway by a convenient tree-trunk which he clung to for dear life. Every inch of his schlong pulled back was utter agony, a stream of groans and expletives leaving his mouth through the whole affair. And yet, the longer that it went on, the closer his man-meat got to its inevitable annihilation, he began to detect something underneath all the relentless pain, an undercurrent of mind-numbing light and pleasure that was just out of reach. He seemed to get closer and closer to that tantalizing euphoria as his manhood neared destruction, wondering if that potential state of nirvana reached through suffering was what masochists sought after. Eventually, after an eternity of pain with the promise of release, the last of his manhood was pulled back inside, at which point all of the promised pleasure and more was given to him in an orgasmic explosion, coinciding with the creation of a new female reproductive system, giving him, or now her, an orgasm as a woman for the first time. Leaning against the tree, Jay was on the verge of falling, her mind bombarded by a combination of the heat and now a post-orgasm haze as well. In contrast, Alex didn’t experience any real pain to speak of, or at least had it fully obscured by the overwhelming amounts of pleasure, feeling a gentle sun surrounding his manhood in a warm embrace as it receded, leaving his brain absolutely shattered in total bliss. Curiously, a different change altogether happened at the same time as his little-guy was bidding this world farewell, that being to his height. Alex wasn’t short by any means at a respectable 6 '2, but with every inch his average dong lost, everything else seemed to gain a handful, his frame stretching longer and longer in a process which only added yet more otherworldly pleasure to the pile. He reached what would be his new maximum height at the same time that his manhood fully retracted, bringing him to a quite intimidating 8 ‘2 stature while his body was racked by the final and greatest surge of pleasure, all his remaining man-bits shifting to their female counterparts. Now that the two women had been entirely transformed in a physical sense, the only place left was to their minds, the tendrils of magical flame now entirely instead of seen as they delved into the very cores of their being’s, altering the fabric of their identities. Alex was easy picking in that regard, his mind completely burned out by pleasure for the time and ripe for alterations. To start out with, all of his previous memories were simply burned away, erased in the span of a second like they’d never even existed. In their place, new memories were forged, ones of being born into the British upper class as a girl, but always being disinterested in it. Instead, she had a love for history and archeology, especially the elements of adventure and danger, using her unmatched accuracy, agility, and intellect to find strange artifacts and stop people trying to use them for evil purposes. Of course, she wasn’t entirely altruistic in these endeavors: she did it for the thrill of the hunt, and often kept souvenirs as rewards. Along with these memories came the skills and personality to go along with them, making her perhaps one of the most dangerous combatants you could find. As the cherry on top of it all, the name of Jay was set aflame, burning away like a wicker idol as a sacrifice to bring forth her new name: Lara Croft.While the newly minted Lara had been the easy target for mental changes, Jay was much more difficult in that regard. The orgasm had damaged the walls of her mind, allowing the alterations to come through slowly, but she was much too aware for the sweeping changes which had happened to Alex, or now Lara. Instead they seeped in, sparks compared to a raging inferno, slowly charring her memories slowly erasing the greater whole piece by piece. For her part, Jay realized this pretty quickly, feeling as more and more of the light snaked into her head, memories turning black and fluttering away like ebony butterflies, lost forever. Gritting her teeth, she pushed off the tree, still unused to her new body and its patterns, taking baby-steps towards where she guessed that the idol was still sitting. The flames around her made exact navigation impossible, and while they didn’t burn her in the traditional sense, every touch seeming to speed up her changes. As more of her old memories were leaving her, new ones were being left behind, ones of always being a girl. She could now hazily remember being born in India, but moving to Australia at a very young age, where her quite memorable accent came from. Her father, at least according to these new memories, had been a treasure hunter, but unfortunately a very unsuccessful one. She’d been inspired to rise above his failure however, becoming a treasure hunter and thief-for-hire, all the necessary skills for those professions coming into existence in the blink of an eye. She’d eventually had a run-in with Nathan Drake, another treasure hunter, whom she had a brief but memorable relationship with before they had both moved on. Now, she was in India searching for the ruins of an ancient civilization, said to contain a set of golden idols filled with immense power, with the potential to change reality itself. Or at least, that’s what her new memories were telling her. While her previous memories were becoming increasingly hazy, Jay knew that she should be a man, that she’d actually come here because her friend, who she struggled to actually recall any specific details about, had bought a map and followed it deep into the jungle. As the last of her memories were being singed, the mental fires scorching into her core memories and internal identity, she managed to push through the last of the fire-walls and find the idol, still sitting on its pedestal and burning bright, each tendril of flame originating from its feminine frame. With a cry, she rushed forwards, striking the idol and sending it tumbling. She screamed as her hand made contact with the statuette, a final surge of flame shooting into her mind like a dragon's breath, burning away perhaps the most integral part of her identity: her name. She could no longer remember the name Jay, instead only being able to think of herself by the name of Chloe Frazer, although she still knew that that wasn’t her real name, at least not originally.When the statue connected with the stone floor, all the remaining power within exploded in a burst of blinding radiance, sending Chloe to the ground barely five feet away. All of that magical energy reached far and wide, corkscrewing through the sky until it had encircled the entire world, altering the very fabric of reality to retroactively make the two women’s new memories correct. The statue itself, now left completely powerless, lost its shine, turning an ugly ebony before disintegrating entirely, small black flakes lost to the wind. Chloe reached for these small flakes, hoping that perhaps they held some way to reverse this strange transformation, only to be met with disappointment as the dust floated from her grasp and disappeared. At the same time, she noticed the disorientated Lara, who she quickly realized must have been her friend, whatever his name was. It appeared that he’d been changed as well, and been turned into a busty giant of a woman, at least two feet taller than she was. While she got to her feet, now able to walk normally thanks to decades worth of muscle memory, Lara was also getting a better sense of her surroundings, recovering from the final wisps of haze generated by her particularly intense orgasm. Upon spotting the rather confused looking Chloe, whom she had no recollection of, Lara drew both pistols, aiming them directly on Chloe’s head. “You have three seconds to tell me who you are before I blast your head apart.” Lara announced, taking a mental note on the location of Chloe’s holster and how quickly she’d probably be able to draw her pistol. “Hey now, take it easy! We’re here to hunt for some treasure!” Chloe said, feeling as her new personality took center stage, which she was actually glad for, so long as it could get her out of this situation. Making sure that Lara, who she vaguely remembered seeing as the protagonist of a famous series of video games, could clearly see her hands, Chloe pulled out the map which had led them both here, now blackened around the edges. Seeing that Lara wasn’t quite convinced by her explanation, she added, “You wanted an expert on the area, remember?”Lara debated shooting the woman, but she didn’t seem like a threat, and so far as memory served hadn’t actually done anything wrong. Besides, if she was telling the truth, then an expert on the area would definitely be helpful, even if she could absolutely do it herself. Underneath those thoughts, Lara felt a deeper attraction to the woman, some shred of the now long-gone man’s friendship remaining, even if in a reduced form. “Hm, alright, I trust you. Let’s get a move on befo-”Interrupting the treasure hunter, shots rang out from behind them, bullets whizzing through the air as they took cover behind a crumbling stone pillar. Acting purely on muscle memory, Chloe drew a pistol she didn’t even know existed, firing towards their unseen shooters. “Not friends of yours either, I’m guessing.” Lara said, returning shots of her own. Chloe continued to shoot into the dense foliage, somehow not worried about the dangerous situation that she’d found herself in. Judging by her expression, neither was Lara, who had apparently gone through more changes in the mental department than she had. Her memories told her that she’d gone through encounters like this before, and with the immensely capable Lara by her side, she had nothing to fear from what were probably just hired goons. If there was a way to reverse the changes made to her and Lara, she reasoned, it would probably be in the form of another artifact, and having the busty giantess by her side would certainly up her chances of finding it, wherever and whatever it actually was. Perhaps a partnership was in order…...
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