The ease with which they had gotten into and through the Shrine was suspicious. Morgan was no fool.<br/>But there were no traps that revealed themselves, no hidden guards waiting to ambush the halfling and his temporary comrades. Nothing that seemed to go wrong at all.<br/>And the prize, the halfling-sized circlet that would further boost his already potent charisma and magnetism? The company of the two drow sisters made that a necessity. His usual, subtle attempts had either been ignored or quietly rejected by the pair, but with this little magical edge he was sure the two sisters would quickly realise their proper places; bent over or kneeling between his legs.<br/><br/>Of course, that wasn't what happened. When he woke it was in unfamiliar clothing, his well-made clothing replaced by a corset that just barely covered his lithe, flat but somehow still feminine face, a tiny leafy skirt that only just covered his drastically reduced member and just barely failed to completely cover his firm, enticingly round buttocks. Although still short even by halfling standards, his slender, smooth legs seemed longer thanks to the high heels that made his pert little ass sway temptingly with each step.<br/><br/>His short coppery hair and attractive, masculine features had changed, too, his features undeniably feminine, soft lips fuller and his wide, shining blue eyes framed by long lashes. His hair, previously short and well kept now fell to the small of his back in a gleaming cascade of coppery curls.<br/>When he spoke, his voice was lighter and softer, a gentle, smoky feminine voice that seemed to turn each sound that passed his lips into something seductive.<br/><br/>"If you still want to make money looking like that, I can think of a few ways," the halfling joked despite himself, before his attention turned to his own changes. He sighed in relief when one hand revealed his lack of breasts, but winced when the other confirmed his greatly shrunken manhood.<br/>"But we need to fix this," he agreed, apparently unaware of what he looked like at that moment, the curves of his bare, smooth ass protruding out from under the hem of his skirt, one hand held over his flat breast and the other between his legs, the skirt pushed up to reveal his soft, slender thighs.