Parace Mitra’ia

“N..noo..” Lorelei wouldn’t say anything, of course the gun had been giving a more automatic mode, magically enhanced firing capability, and very specific things Parace had requested her gun partner do. Of course the firing options where near the trigger in the shape of symbols to be touched and activated. And the other options were closer to the sights, those would be more…serviceable for lonely elf options as requested.

“N-noo..” Lorelei’s voiced answered, the gun shaking a bit as she tried in vain to escape the other’s grip. But instead, all she would do was move in Parace’s hands before being fired again, another shot, another gasp and moan. She was lucky, she hadn’t done too much to this gun. Or well she had, but she hadn’t shown Parace any of those things yet, and she didn’t want to show her anything.

Those of you who thought Parace being Gunsexual was a joke

“No..no I didn’t you misheard…that wasn’t..” But what could she do, Parace would aim her again and fire, the girl moaning aloud. Her pitch a little higher, her tone squeaky, “Parace stop! You’re making me feel weird, stop return me to my body Parace! Ahnn…P-Parace…” Her voice weakened, and would turn to more moans and softer tones as every shot was fired after.

“W-wwait!” Lorelei pleaded, feeling uncomfortable about being handled the way she was in this body. If she had eyes, she would be closing them before finally the gun fired. As the shots exited, it felt like something weird inside her, travelling around. She was a gun after all, but if she had a body it wold feel like an odd touch in a very sensitive place. “Ahn..!” Her voice shouted from the gun, a pleasured moan escaping her lips.

“J-Just now, you...”

“Are you really! Parace!” Lorelei’s voice shouted but before she knew it, she was being stolen from her own shop and transported tot he firing range, “no no wait we haven’t tested anything yet, I haven’t configured the mind or soul to the gun, you don’t know what is what! Parace!” Even Lorelei had no idea what was what, every touch was a different feeling, and she wasn’t ready to find out what being fired would be like.

“H-hey wait wait wait!” The elf’s voice spoke aloud as the gun vibrated and even curved a bit with her struggling, as if it was truly alive indeed. The elf was all over the place with her speech too, trying to comprehend just what the heck went wrong.

“Now wait, just put me near my body you hear me? I’ll tell you after I get back to my body first..Parace? You are listening right? Right?”

“Okay but its temporary okay?” Lorelei reminded her as she placed her hand on the girl’s own, “It won’t hurt. It’ll feel odd for a bit, but you’ll be back in your body I promise.” Lorelei had a plan too to keep this girl safe but for now she’d focus her energy on the gun and her.

It wouldn’t look like much to Parace but it would do the trick, energy flowing from them to the gun. Though the girl’s rather panicked nature would cause her to react to a tug she felt inside, surprising Lorelei before finally the process was done.

Done as in, instead of the young girl collapsing, it was Lorelei’s body that fell unconscious before the gun would speak in her voice. “Ther-…wait..”

“My, how selfless...I never would’ve thought you’d choose to transfer yourself into the gun instead of her.” Parace picked Lorelei up in her new body. 

“Do you even know what’s happening, we’re putting a soul in a gun and altering it to fit your tastes. She will cease to exist for the most part, is that like killing.” Lorelei, “and no only that, the things I did to the gun for your more personnel requests!”

“Just calm down and wait, just. Ahh I know I can do it but this feels wrong! Can we test it first, no wiping or altering her but transferring soul to it and back. So when we get a REAL long term volunteer, it’ll be okay?”

“Willing donor my rear!” Lorelei walked over to this girl, pulling her into Lorelei’s arms and turning away from Parace. “Denied, you need to find an actual willing participant and not some poor girl. What the heck, you can’t just kidnap some poor soul. Put that gun away, we’ll go find one ourselves. Under my criteria.”

“Honestly, don’t be so damned picky. It’s fine as long as nobody links it to you, isn’t it?” She huffed in annoyance, resting her gun over her shoulder.

“That girl and her family owe me quite a debt, so I figured I’d just give her an easy way to repay it. It’s not like she’ll die or anything, after all.”

“Wait wait I’m not stealing anyone’s soul like. It has to be taken out or like, prepared or I don’t know. Someone really suitable and willing? I’m not a killer ya know! I don’t do the crime even if I make the weapons for stuff!”

“I’ll be right back, then. Excuse me for a bit.” Parace nodded and headed out. When she returned, she was with a rather frightened-looking girl whose face had gone pale. Parace now had her rifle out.

“I’ve got a ready and willing donor right here. Isn’t that right~?”