Mythra's Otherworldly Tights

(Girl to tights TF)

(Xenoblade Chronicles x Fire Emblem)

“Come on, attack!” A war cry was heard across the battlefield as forces of Ylisse and Valm clashed, the current battle being one of but many skirmishes between the two countries. Leading the charge was Lucina, being this small platoon’s de facto leader while Robin and Chrom were leading the main force down west.

Fortunately, it seemed like the princess was going to join her dad and the rest of the Shepherds rather soon as she, along with some of her friends, was plowing through the enemy lines with ease. Or… at least she was, until all that was left was the commander, a dark mage by the look of things. Next to the Valmese woman laid Cynthia and Kjelle, both still conscious but held down by magic.

“Leave them be, you fiend! I’m the one you should be fighting!” The blue-haired royal shouted as she pointed the Falchion at the witch.

“Oh, and I will… Getting these two to fall was to merely lure you in, you insolent girl! You’ll see what happens when you cross the most powerful sorceress in all of Valm!”

Purple lightning crackled around the woman’s arms, Lucina actually moving back by a foot or so. The girl knew next to nothing about magic, only ever using swords and lances her whole life, but even she knew this… it was different. More wicked, vile even…?

Whatever it was, she had to destroy the source of it, and fast. Her left leg worked like a spring and with the speed of a true swordmaster, she dashed forward, hoping to fall the foe in a single strike. Muscle memory took over and the princess swung her weapon, hitting the foe head-on, resulting in…

I missed?! But I definitely– No, it was a trap!

Instantly, regret took over as Lucina realized the sorceress was a mere illusion made using dark magic and before she knew it…

She felt her back being hit by a bolt of magic. Suddenly, her eyelids felt heavy, forcing them to close and the girl lost consciousness completely, with the last thing she saw being the laughing caster.

“Bye-bye princess, I hope whatever dimension I just sent you to is much worse than this one~”

*

Lucina awoke on top of her bed with a massive headache. Was… was that all a dream? It all felt so real but… it had to be, right? It definitely wouldn’t be the first time a nightmare ended with her implied end but this… felt different somehow.

Whatever, I can think about it later… for now, I have to put something on… The princess sighed as she stood up from her slumber and…

…Why… why wasn’t her body moving…?

The girl tried again, sure that she told her limbs to move as she did every morning prior, yet no movement actually occurred, she was still stuck looking at the ceiling!

A ceiling that… despite being quite nice to look at, wasn’t the one she was used to seeing… at all. Was she not in her room?! But then… whose room was it? And what was with the weird… feel of her body, let alone the paralysis?! Maybe this wasn’t a dream and she just… blacked out…? But this didn’t look like the infirmary either…

Stuck in place, the girl was forced to wait for an agonizingly long time for… well, anything. As she was, that was all she could do… along with maybe trying to piece together the mystery her body suddenly seemed to be holding.

To put it simply… It wasn't normal. Nothing about her form felt anything like what a human body should, not in the least! So flaccid and… hollow? Her limbs didn’t feel right at all either… The girl racked her brain at the possibilities, but the closest thing she could compare this new existence to was being deflated like a balloon or something along those lines, although that was utterly impossible, wasn’t it? It was one thing to cast fire or lighting using magic, but to ‘pop’ someone like this? It was utterly ridiculous! It was–

“Ah, that was the best bath I had in years…” A feminine voice rang out, prompting Lucina to focus all of her attention on the direction it was coming from… or at least as much as she could, considering her eyes refused any and all cooperation.

H-hey, can you see me?! I need some help, I think I’ve been hit by a thoron or something and– The girl stopped herself. Silence. Why… Why was there silence?! Did her mouth not work as well?! Lucina was confident she said the things she just did but…

I suppose it’s a full-body paralysis then…? Can’t even move my mouth to call for help…

The voice gave a content sigh and after a small pause, the royal‘s ears were subjected to what was probably the most booming and deafening sound of footsteps she ever heard, it was almost as if whoever it belonged to was a giant!

This voice… I’m positive I’ve never heard it in my entire life! Then, does that mean that I’ve been caught by the enemy?! The blue-haired princess pondered as the thuds caused by the titan’s feet only got louder and closer until…

She saw her.

An absolute behemoth of a woman with flowing blonde hair, wearing nothing but… a white towel wrapped around her torso? Not only was she a giant in terms of raw size, but also her body… Well, the towel certainly seemed to barely be able to contain the voluptuous blonde's assets which only seemed all the larger from her very low viewpoint.

W-who are you?! The paralyzed royal tried to call out but failed to produce even the quietest of sounds, forced to watch in silence as the towel fell down and the woman sighed. “The towel was nice, but I can’t wait to be in my usual stuff, so much more comfortable…”

Lucina would have blushed if she could. Had this woman no decency?!

H-hey, can’t you see me lying on your bed?! Even if you’re an enemy, at least acknowledge my existence, would you?!  A–a-and put something on for Naga’s sake! Despite her prior attempts failing miserably, the princess tried to communicate still. The odds were low, but maybe the spell was weakening…?

But the titan completely ignored the girl’s pleas to be noticed. Instead, she reached her equally sizable hand towards Lucina, and… went right over the girl, plucking up a set of black underwear and holding it above the royal who could only watch the stranger ignore her still.

At the very least she seems to be finally covering herself but… why doesn’t she see me? Did.. did something happen to me beyond the paralysis…? Did my body actually become hollow, it’s not just my mind playing tricks on me?! But that still wouldn’t explain why I’m being ignored…

Lost in thought, Lucina tried to find the answer to this seemingly impossible riddle, all the while accompanied by the background sounds of underwear being put on, grunts and all. And once the sound of panties snapping around a waist was heard, the hand reached out once more this time going for… Lucina herself?!

The princess’ body was picked up with unimaginable ease, almost the same amount as the panties before… This wasn’t normal! The spell must’ve done something to her, it just had to!

“Huh? Did I take someone else’s pair? They’re not as black as they usually are… Hey, Pyra, can these things get less dark after laundry? ...They can? Well, you’re the one who can cook and clean, I’ll trust you on that…” The blonde seemed to… talk to someone named Pyra? But there wasn’t anyone else around, and there was no audible response…

Lucina thought about it for a second but decided to focus on a more pressing matter for now… she was being picked up by some braless girl she’d never met! Not only that, said girl just seemed to call her a ‘pair’ and a ‘they’, almost like she was an article of clothing or something!

“Well then, on you… go? Hmm…  no, that’s not right! Guess I must’ve left them inside out when I undressed…”

Inside out?! What do you mean?! What are you–

Without any warning, Lucina’s world got twisted and stretched, courtesy of the titan’s nimble fingers grabbing her body, and… the princess wasn’t actually sure what was happening, to be completely honest. Rather quickly into the whole process, she was blinded, or rather, her eyes were engulfed by bluish darkness all around, and the constant movement of her innards being yanked out and the outside taking their place until…

Help, I can’t see anything now! It’s like I’m– Agck, why’s my body being stretched?!

The blue-haired girl cried out as she felt her body being penetrated, something warm and fleshy seemingly filling the entire inside of her body… unaware that all that was happening was a certain blonde aegis putting her leg inside of her… soon followed by the next, all the while humming happily, completely oblivious to all the weird and never before felt sensations she was putting the princess of Ylisse through until finally…

Snap!

Mythra let go and with that, all the tugging came to an end, and Lucina felt herself be (metaphorically) glued to… whatever it was that shoved itself inside of her… What in Naga’s name was happening?! Nothing made sense anymore, the princess just wanted to cry at this point… Why did everything feel so weird…? Why, why, why…?!

“There, nice and tight~”

No, it’s not nice! Please, help me!

“...You’re one to talk, Pyra… Can’t a girl admire her favorite tights in peace?” Mythra teased in response to… actually, Lucina wasn’t quite sure what… It had to be the ‘Pyra’ girl from before, right? But if so, the princess was still unable to hear her, so what gave? Were those two using magic to communicate…?

And… wait, what was that about… tights? She wasn’t wearing any last time I saw her, but I suppose I’ve been blind for the past few… minutes…? W-wait, does that mean–?! No, surely, I haven’t turned into some simple undergarments, have I?!

…But it made sense. Too much sense, in fact. This overbearing feeling of hollowness she felt right up until something warm filled her to the brim… were those the woman’s legs all along?

No, it can’t be! It can’t–

Stomp!

The aegis took a few steps before lowering her hands and picking the rest of her outfit up, said rest being really only the white armor she always wore. It was such a simple action yet…

To Lucina, it felt as if the world came crashing onto her, the girl’s new flimsy form forced to sustain the weight of a whole adult woman! If the girl still had a skeleton, it’d be completely crushed into bone meal by this amount of pressure, but for better or for worse, the Ylissean princess didn’t have to worry about these sorts of problems, and she hated how she actually took a tiny amount of comfort in that fact… But she wouldn’t have to worry about being crushed if she wasn’t turned into some random person’s clothing in the first place!

And worse, she could taste it all as well! At least the girl wasn’t lying, she did seem to actually be fresh from a bath, so the taste wasn’t all that bad yet, but it seemed to only be a matter of time before more musk and grime entered her mouth, and the former-princess wasn’t exactly looking forward to that… Whatever the spell did, she just hoped it was temporary, at the very least. For now though, seemingly all she could do was survive this onslaught of… everything, ranging from smells and tastes to the overwhelming feeling of being crushed… But could she truly accept that?

Years of fighting, of hoping for a miracle before actually being given one by the goddess… She sacrificed so much, and now that things finally seemed to be going her way… This happened?! She didn’t want to become someone’s clothing, not in a million years! She didn’t even recognize anyone named Pyra, and it didn’t sound like a Yllisean name either, so who knew what country she ended up in… If only objects could emote, the girl would weep until her tear ducts dried up, but she didn’t even have the privilege of such a simple action…

If only she at least had her sight back! Not like she wanted to see how pathetically she now looked of course, but being able to see the world around her would be less boring at least, and… wait, actually… where were her eyes now…?

I could see just fine a few minutes ago but… wait, does that mean I was flipped inside out!? Are my eyes on the inside of the tights?! All this time, I’ve been looking at someone's toes?! Agck, I think I can see the big one moving! P-please, stop wiggling your toes around!

But of course, the Aegis didn’t care for the plights of her unawarely sentient clothing, and once she was done dressing up,  she grabbed a pair of white shoes and left towards the door, all the while subjecting the poor princess to spine-shattering earthquakes of pressure… At least until the blonde stopped once more, her head turning toward a full-body length mirror.

“Did my tights always have this weird mark?” She asked, looking at a symbol she didn’t recognize adorning her tights, located exactly on the part that was wrapped around her left buttcheek. A symbol that was… none other than the Brand of the Exalt, an emblem of royalty from an entirely different world…  “Well, whatever. Finders keepers, shouldn’t have left them next to my clothes…”

Without delaying any further, Mythra left the hotel room to meet up with the rest of the traveling party she was now a part of, completely refreshed after a good soak in the Smùide Hot Spring… Seriously, they should be making more pitstops like these on their journey to Elysium, her skin has never felt this good!

And the new tights she was wearing were much comfier than her previous pair as well… Honestly, they felt like they were out of this world!