I don't deserve to go through this. At this very moment, I am being perfectly made up by Elizia in front of a mirror, with lipstick being applied to my mouth and color to enhance my cheeks. In the end, I was convinced, because being paid to sleep with someone is something I enjoy, and I would literally love to fuck that dwarf into the ground.

Secondly, all this makeup is also a disguise. The Mayor already knows my face, so if I can hide myself with a mask of powder or a ton of stuff, it will eliminate a large part of the problem. The issue is my body. My hair and eyes remain the same, as does my physique. These are things that aren't so easy to hide in this world, they haven't invented colored contacts or good quality wigs yet.

"Are you done?"

"Not yet, sweetie, just a few more touches. You're looking beautiful!"

"Beautiful like the hair on my ass, maybe. I look like a clown."

"Oh, don't be like that, it makes me think I was a clown when I was all made up serving you."

"You are different."

Elizia laughs at me again, resting her hands on my shoulders while pointing at the mirror. If I were a woman, this would clearly be a bonding moment between mother and daughter, but it looks more like a weird situation where she makes me admire the reflection of the clown before me.

"There's nothing to worry about. You'll have some escorts, I asked that madam to call other male prostitutes to keep watch, help you, and also make it easier to hook the Mayor."

"Great, I feel safer that way..."

"I also made sure not to reveal your identity, otherwise, they might try something with you, and you'd have your hands full."

Ugh, why can I only imagine something horrible happening to me just from that comment? Putting my life in your hands seems very dangerous, Elizia!

After a while, she finishes the makeup and picks up a brush. I've already changed clothes, we could say I'm wearing things I never imagined, with a linen fabric passing over my chest and leaving my stomach exposed, plus a type of loose, yet tight, shorts. If it weren't for my appearance as a young grown man, I'd make a good twink, but please, I look prettier even dressed as a woman!

"What are we going to do about my eyes and muscles? She was clear that the Mayor likes virgin boys or things like that... basically twinks. I am not one."

"Twink? I have no idea what that is, but I think I understand what you mean. I brought this to solve everything!"

She places a vial in front of me, containing bubbling purple liquid. Is that a new form of poison?

"While you were out talking to the Mayor, Victorian found a potion shop. Luckily, they had a polymorph potion."

Wait, so this thing is capable of changing my appearance? It would be great to turn into a dragon and just set that city hall on fire, but I think that's out of the question.

Elizia stretches out her hand and makes a series of gestures. I see a letter glow on the surface of the glass and dissipate.

"There, with this, you should turn into a fragile and beautiful boy."

"I don't like how that sounds..."

"Oh, my sweetie, don't worry! I made sure to make the potion perfect, you won't suffer any side effects."

"And there's a chance of side effects?!" Damn, now I'm genuinely scared to take this... Elizia massages my shoulders, seeing that I'm terrified to drink even a drop of this thing.

"The potion's effect should last until the next day, about eight hours. It might end sooner, depending on what you do, so be careful, okay?"

"Is there any chance I could accidentally undo the potion's effect?"

"Only if you say 'Return'. It's a word that undoes the transformation."

Okay, "Return". I'll keep that in mind for when I get the information and leave the Mayor's house or wherever it is. I take the stopper off the thing and drink it, it tastes like grapes, but much more bitter than normal. The liquid goes down to my stomach and starts bubbling... I'm not liking this.

Oh no, I'm transforming! My skin releases a slight glow, a heat takes over my limbs, and I feel my entire body resonate as if pure energy were passing through me! Flowers surround me, along with thorns that form roses, and suddenly my arms thin out, my completely ripped abs disappear, giving way to a flat surface.

My eyes, my beautiful purple eyes, turn honey-colored, and my hair grows slightly longer. I don't believe what I'm seeing in the mirror.

I turned into a magic boy, Darius Twink version!

"What did you do to me?!"

How terrifying! Now any guy can fall for me if they see me like this, if you doubt it, I'll run into some femboy psycho who will end up wanting to sleep with me! This can only be a nightmare, I shouldn't even accept that money I planned to receive from Ophelia, the humiliation here is too great!

"Now, calm down, sweetie! Remember, you can still deactivate it, but it's not worth it now..."

Elizia comes and takes my hands, flashing a heart-eater smile that can manipulate even scummy people like me, who fall for the con because I'm a gullible idiot. She touches the strands of my modified hair, and you can feel everything, every one of those new strands, it's utterly bizarre!

"You'll be beautiful, no matter what kind of appearance you have. Besides, this is going to be something heroic, isn't it? Tearing down the tyrant mayor through prostitution!"

You have screws loose in your head, I'm only not going to insult you because it would ruin the mood, and the moment even brought a weird side of me to the surface. I'm pretty, huh? Yes, I actually am. I puff out my chest, full of pride.

"Le-Let's just resolve this, I won't last another second in these clothes..."

"Yes, yes, that's better. I can imagine how much your male pride is hurting because of this."

Seriously, you bitch?! You've been messing with my feelings too much since you joined this trip with me, Elizia!

We left that house, which was the home of the gorgeous MILF from before. I try to control my heart, which won't stop pumping blood, this is genuinely causing me embarrassment! It's hard to describe wearing short clothes and having a different appearance just to charm a woman while selling your body. I've never had this kind of experience before.

In the living room, the madam from before is waiting for us with a lit pipe in her mouth and a curtain of smoke floating around. There are two young men sitting with her at the table, both have a style similar to mine, but far from extravagant. One has pointed ears... wait, an elf? An elf had the guts to be a prostitute?! Holy shit, he already has my respect.

"Is that him, Madam?"

"Yes, my boys. You two will guard this young man and guide Ophelia towards him. When the two are together, you can do whatever you want for the rest of the night."

"Understood."

The two nod positively, it looks like the brothel owner is a crime boss... Elizia pats my shoulder as we walk toward the exit.

"I'll watch everything from afar, okay? If anything happens, give me a signal."

A signal? But what signal? And what exactly are you going to do? I'm more scared of what's going to happen to me on these dark streets at this hour!

I follow the two young men, they are probably around my age or even younger than me, but I look like the youngest here because of my modified appearance. We walk through Mastan, most of the commerce has closed at this hour, but one place that is still flowing with activity is the neighborhoods closest to the city walls, where the partying runs wild.

I know this atmosphere well, after all, my second home was the ring districts in the Imperial City, and I remember Cerise always greeting me when I showed up in the area. The energy here isn't very different, I'd even say the prostitutes are high-level, but please, in the Imperial City, they would figuratively get beaten.

Against beauties like Elizia, no one competes.

We pass some people, of course, I receive some looks here and there from both sides, from those working and those paying for the service. What Elizia did to me worked too well for my taste, I even feel like someone wants to kill me amidst so many people.

The elf leads me to a less busy part, on a corner where a lamppost casts light on us, and we lean against the windows of a restaurant or whatever establishment this is. He takes a type of cigarette from his pocket, creates a flame at his fingertip, and lights it, taking a drag before blowing a wave of smoke upwards.

"Alright, rookie, just try to imitate what Jonathan and I will do. You're going to practice with whoever comes by, so when we spot the Mayor, you make your move, understood?"

No, I didn't understand anything, but I'll follow exactly what you guys say, sunbaes!

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