Wrin walked into the tavern, deciding to take a break from adventuring to enjoy a drink and perhaps even a show from one of the dancers if any were performing. The mage had just gotten back from what was an easy job for him, taking down a bounty that made the mistake of doubting the power of the mage. He was one of the best in the kingdom, and that did lead to him developing a bit of an ego. 

He got a drink and leaned back in his chair, casually sipping on it and looking around the tavern. It seemed like a rather slow day, only a few barmaids serving drinks and cleaning around the tavern along with the tavern keeper behind the bar ready to serve drinks. 

There was one other patron in there, an owl woman dressed quite unorthodoxly. She wore denim pants and a sweater that hung off her shoulder, showing a strap of her bra. Wrin had never seen a woman dressed like that around these parts before, raising his curiosity, especially when she walked over and took a seat across from him.

"Saw you looking at me, thought I would come say hello." the owl woman said, putting an arm on the back of the chair and crossing her legs. 

"Sorry, I've just never seen anyone wearing something like that before. Apologies." Wrin bowed his head. "Let's get off on a better foot, I'm Wrin." 

"Genevieve." the owl introduced herself with a smirk, looking Wrin up and down. "I have to say, I expected to be more impressed by you." 

"Oh? Is that so? So I take it you know who I am then?" Wrin didn't take that as an insult, rather, a compliment. He had a reputation, as he should! A powerful mage like him should be! 

"Yes, but I think you could learn a thing or two about the common folk. Thinking so highly of yourself and above others when you're so much weaker than you think you are." 

"Excuse me?" Wrin tilted his head, surprised by the insult. "If you know who I am then you know the kind of magic I have access to. Do you really want to try and do this dance?" he squinted his eyes. 

"Oh, I really do. Although, you'll be dancing around here I think by the time this is over." Genevieve smirked. "Go ahead, use a spell on me. Anything you want." she leaned in closer. 

"If you insist." Wrin growled, but when he tried to summon his magic, he found his ability to grab onto it gone. When he reached for it, he reached for nothing. "Wh-what's going on!?" 

"Simple. When dealing with someone who has magic, deal with that first before they can use it on you. I thought a mage with your reputation would know that!" she taunted. 

"Undo this at once! I need my magic to do my duties!" 

"Well, no. You won't." Genevieve laughed. "You'll be having plenty of new duties here! And something tells me you'll love everything about it~!" she winked. 

Wrin felt a cold shiver form around him, sending a chill down his spine, the coldness going right down to his blood, kick-starting the transformation to Wrin's body. Without magic of his own, he had nothing he could do to resist it, only look down at his body as Genevieve drastically altered it. 

Wrin's figure began to shift, growing in some parts and shrinking in others. His height lost a good few inches, while the mass of his body became much more petite. This was reflected in his now-narrow shoulders and slender arms, complete with a dainty set of hands. The size of Wrin's feet shrank down while his legs took on a more shapely tone. To complement these, Wrin's hips expanded outward, becoming large and wide with his rear end following in suit. Between his legs, his manhood shifted into a mere flat and slitted opening, the once external reproductive system changing into an internal one. 

As for Wrin's upper body, the biggest change would be found at his chest. There, two lumps formed that grew into a rather large set of breasts. Underneath those at the sides of his body, Wrin's figure shoved inward in a concave angle while his back did the same to form an arch in Wrin's back. The adam's apple in Wrin's throat shrank until it was almost gone entirely, leaving him with a much higher pitched and sultry voice. His facial features softened, with his eyelashes becoming more prominent on his face while his eyebrows did the opposite. With that, Wrin had been turned into a woman! 

"What have you done to me!?" Wrin squealed out, hands going up to his chest to confirm it wasn't just some kind of illusion, those breasts were very much his, judging by the sensation they sent through his body! 

"I told you, giving you some much-needed perspective. You think you're so high and mighty, you egotistical mage you, so why not see what life is like as a working gal? But you don't quite look the part, don't worry. It isn't done yet!" 

"What do you mean it isn't over!? I don't want to be a girl!" However, Wrin's words fell on deaf ears, Genevieve ignoring them as the second wave of his transformation started. 

The skin on Wrin's body was hardening while it became drier, transitioning into a layer of scales. There were two primary colors of it, with most of it being a swampy green color while going down the center of his face, neck, and torso would be a yellow-tinted gray instead. At the base of his body, an entirely new appendage grew out that was long and thick, becoming progressively thinner until it reached a dulled tip; Wrin now possessed a reptilian tail. The upper half of it was green while the lower part of it had the yellow-tinted scales instead.

At Wrin's head, horns started to protrude out from it. At the top, two long ones curved backwards formed while smaller, more dulled ones formed at his cheeks. Meanwhile, his face stretched outward, forming into a fairly sizeable snout. The teeth inside Wrin's maw became sharper and his tongue longer, all while his nose turned into flared, slitted nostrils resting at the end of it. All of the hair at the top of Wrin's head receded into his scalp, leaving nothing but scales up there. 

At Wrin's feet, the digits of toes spread out more and became more jagged, the toe nails turning sharper as they became claws that were painted red. Similarly, the nails on his finger tips grew longer, becoming painted the same color. Wrin's neck became a bit longer, and Wrin's body became a bit heavier from the new scales that grew on his body. With that, Wrin wasn't just a woman anymore, but an Argonian woman. 

The outfit that Wrin was wearing altered drastically. The mage's robes were turning much more frilly with white and black colorations, along with a white bonnet on the top of his head. The skirt rode upward, his new tail sticking out from underneath it so that if he ever knelt down, it would give anyone looking his way a good view of his rump. The collar dipped down a good bit, the sleeves becoming short puff balls that caused much of Wrin's chest to be shown off, with a lot of cleavage being revealed, the cut of the maid outfit making it so Wrin's breast appeared extra pronounced, fully highlighting his new womanhood. 

"Why am I some kind of lizard beast woman? What have you done to me!?" Wrin said. 

Or rather, that was what he wanted to say. Instead, what came out of his lips was "I am SO cute like this! This is such a super amazing gift you've given me!" she said, hands together in front of her chest, squeezing her bosom with a smile. 

"I knew you'd like it." Genevieve smirked, admiring her handiwork. "Everyone working here is cursed like you! Cursed to act as a silly lil' Argonian maid, flirting with anyone that walks in here, showing off your figure, dropping things on purpose just to show your butt off to a cute guy." 

"I will do no such thing!" Wrin tried to insist and stomp his foot down, however, his lizard body had other words instead. 

"It's too good to hide! That's why skirts are the best!" she giggled, jumping up and down with excitement at the thought of flirting with any cute guys that might come into the tavern. 

"I knew that would get you excited. Do try to resist talking and acting like that, it just makes it all much more entertaining for me." Genevieve said with a smirk and laugh, getting up. "I must be off. The regulars are coming in, and I don't want to distract you from them. They'll love meeting the new tavern maid."

"No, you can't go! I need you to reverse this! I dn't want to be stuck as some ditzy maid!" Wrin tried to stop Genevieve, but his lizard brain had other ideas.

"Yes, get out of here! I don't need more competition! There's only so many cuties that come in here and I want them all to myself! With a lift of my tail they'll be swooning for me!" 

"Then I best be off. Enjoy your new duties." Genevieve gave a winked that Wrin felt directly to the part of his mind that was still himself, with her body crossing her arms underneath her chest as the owl left Wrin to his new curse. 

"I'd better get started cleaning. Can't have people coming in to a dirty bar!" Wrin said out loud, grabbing a mop and starting to clean the floors with it. "And if it splashes on my top, all the more fun!" she giggled to herself. She was SO excited to start her first day and see all kinds of brave adventures and hear their stories, maybe even get "close" to a few of the best looking ones! 

Mentally, Wrin tried to resist the urges of the Argonian maid's mind, but it was impossible. It felt like the more he tried to resist, the harsher the curse was and made him act even more girly and flirty. For a bit, Wrin was at least able to resist, but once patrons started coming in, the urges of his new body were too much. 

"Hey there big boy! Let me wipe that table down for you!" she smiled as a buff feline warrior took a seat at a table, Wrin laying her chest on the table an inviting the lion to admire her bosom while she wiped it down. It was incredibly embarrassing for Wrin, but the curse was too strong to stop his body from doing that or acting like a lusty maid! 

"Thank you very much. I'd love a drink." 

"And I'd love to spend some more time with you hot stuff!" she purred with a giggle. "Let me get that for you and you can regale me on all your mighty quests!" she smiled, getting up and walking to the bar, giving a swish of her tail so that her skirt flared up a bit for the lion to admire. 

Eventually, she returned with the drink and placed it on the table, giggling as the lion told Wrin about all the basic hero work he had done. Wrin had done way more! These weren't impressive feats, this lion was a complete beginner! But the lusty Argonian maid's mind thought he was the bravest adventurer there was! Fighting monsters, how scary! But that just meant he was so strong, her heart fluttered as she felt her lust for the lion starting to rise. 

"Why don't you stick around after my shift, I'd love to see you in action~!" she purred, running a finger down the lion's chest. Wrin was screaming mentally, but the urges were too strong to hold back on! This curse was so demeaning! And he had no idea when or if it'd ever wear off. But there wasn't much he could do but go along for the very, very embarrassing ride! It was certainly one way to quell an ego...