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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 8:09 pm
This is a private RP between Treble (Theodore Ashland) and Shroud (Clowrey Eir).
Where: The Academy, School Grounds
What's happening: Theo and Clowrey try not to let things get awkward in regards to their semi-new bits.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 8:42 pm
Theo sprawled out on the prickly, fresh-cut grass beneath him attempting to find a comfortable position. The air was warm, with a slight breeze and the sun was high in the sky causing the tree he had plopped himself down under to cast a lovely shade for him. Now if only his boobs would cooperate.
"When is this going away," He grumbled, twisting and turning around on the grass trying to make himself comfortable.
At least the sports-bra made it easier for him to adjust them. He had tried underwire, at one of his friends behest, but he hated it with a passion. Finding a semi-descent position to lay in, he grabbed the ends of his over-sized t-shirt and drug it down over his boney femme-hips. He felt so disproportional, like someone with tumors on his chest.
At least it wasn't just him having to suffer. Anemone, Basia and Hack had all been affected. He'd seen them walking around (and bumped into Basia himself) with their changed parts, and some of the other students as well. To be truthful, he was finding it hard to be in the same room with any of them anymore as he was itching to scream his head off about this situation.
He just wanted his guy-bits back, and for his back to stop hurting.
"Augh," He hissed audibly into the grass.
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Questionable Shapeshifter
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 4:12 pm
Tight pants.
What was with it with boys and tight pants?
Clowrey was still borrowing clothes from Ari, aka Arthur, and though he was grateful...He couldn't help but wonder:
Who invented tight pants and why did they want boys to die?
He still hadn't quite gotten over his new found 'guy bits', having had a devil of a time putting on pants knowing 'something' would be waiting there for him...And now these tight pants were constantly reminding him 'it' was still there every time Clowrey took a step. It was...frustrating. And that was why he was skipping Defense Class at the moment, trying to find some peace and quiet away from the other students...Sure, he wasn't the only one dealing with such a strange situation, but Clowrey couldn't help getting, perhaps, a little overly exasperated. It seriously bugged him--being in this body.
He'd become a little larger--with a broader and taller build. He felt stronger, sure, but he couldn't sneak around or fight the same way he use to. He kept bumping into things because of his 'growth', and he found it hard to concentrate.
"Ahh!" And here was just proof of that now...Wandering aimlessly on the grounds, Clowrey didn't notice Theo laying down below and tripped on top of her. Groaning, Clowrey tried to sit back up. "Uhm--Hi?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 8:07 pm
Being tripped onto only added to Theo's ever growing list of frustrations. The weight of Clowrey's body only added to the discomfort on Theo's back and breasts. Groaning into the grass, Theo tried to wiggle his way from out underneath the gender-bent master of smoke, but Clowrey's added weight had Theo unpleasantly pinned.
"I'm dying," Theo groaned, feeling his boobs get mashed against the grass and rocks on the ground. "I'm dying and underwire bras are a sin against God."
Theo sighed and waited for Clowrey to move herself off of him. He didn't quite mind that Clowrey had toppled on top of him, and almost hoped that the sheer force of Clowrey's fall might just pop the boobs on his chest, releasing him from the torturous contraptions that kept his bosoms in place. Alas, Clowrey simply wasn't fat enough for that.
Theo was still waiting on some clothes that Basia promised to alter for him. Her having been small chested before was a slight problem when it came to his apparent bustier size. At least Basia was comfortable right now in some of his clothes.
"Are you hiding too?" Theo asked, before setting his face back in the grass. "Let's crawl into a hole together until this passes over."
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Questionable Shapeshifter
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 11:17 am
Clowrey shifted off of the very obviously melancholy Theo and sat by his, or rather her, side instead. It was a moment or two before Clowrey realized the girl she had almost trampled was Theo, and nearly pointed it out in shock...He probably didn't need that, though. Empathetically grimacing with Theo, Man-Clowrey gave a slight shrug of his shoulders, although Theo had already laid his face back down in defeat. "Ehh, I was hiding at first...but there isn't much else to do with the situation until that Nova teacher figures out how to fix things," she muttered, "Soooo just trying to get on as normal. Not ******** easy, that's for sure...>>Damn male body<<..."
She reached over and patted Theo on the back of the head to help console him some. "I gotta say I ain't enjoying you boy's tight pants either," she smirked, "Doesn't help that I'm a little bigger than that Arthur guy anyway...Have you tried wraps instead?" Clowrey was attempting to have somewhat of a normal conversation with him, talking as if all this wasn't a bother or a hindrance. In truth, it absolutely ******** was, but it wasn't going to do them much good pissing themselves over it the entire time...
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:20 am
Theo couldn't make himself go on as normal, it just wasn't that way for him. When he was anatomically a male, he'd been on the average side for his age and his spandex rookie outfit was tight on him for the purposes of speed. With this body he could no longer wear that outfit and was terribly top heavy, making running or anything that required some sort of dexterity a serious pain in his a**.
He wasn't sure how Clowrey could just go on as if everything was normal, but he respected her greatly for it. He sure as hell couldn't do it, which was why he was laying face-down in the dirt trying to hide in the shade right now. He just couldn't. All the looks, all the comments (even from some friends). It all reminded him too much of when he first discovered his powers and brought back feelings he never wanted to feel again.
"Arthur wears tight pants?" Theo asked, actually giving off a slight chuckle at the thought. He had wondered if Arthur wasn't really a girl to begin with. He'd seen the fashion that kid wore and it made him cringe as a man to even look at it. He must really hate his original parts to do that to them.
"I never wore tight pants, that's uncomfortable," Theo muttered, raising his head out of the dirt and looking towards Clowrey after she... he... friend, patted him on the head. "I wore loose clothing, it was more comfortable. And, no. I didn't think wraps would work..."
Theo groaned slightly, flopping over on the ground like a fish out of water, showing Clowrey what he was forced to work with. Theo winced as his chest tried to part and flop to opposite sides as he laid on his back and took to prompt squishing them together so they'd stay in one spot.
"I've tried to go on like things are normal, but they're just not... I can't do anything like this. I'm slower, I'm tripping over myself, nothing fits right. Basia was even kind enough to alter some of her clothes for me, and I just... "He sighed, looking up at Clowrey pathetically before he stopped squishing his chest together, because it just wasn't as great an idea to control his jigglies as he thought it would be, "At least you look cute no matter what your gender is, I look like a bumbling idiot."
He sighed and looked away from her, starring up towards the sky. He hoped things would go back to normal soon. He just wanted to be himself again, as stupid as it sounded.
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Questionable Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2012 5:40 pm
Clowrey couldn't say she wasn't the tiniest bit jealous at Theo's knockers. They were a pretty good size for someone his height, and Clowrey...whose use of wraps sorta slowed her own chest's growth, ended up staring at them just a bit. "I uhh, I guess not," he replied with a solemn sigh, completely empathetic to Theo's woes. Bumping into things, an odd reach, not as agile...nothing fit--Thinking about all this again, Clowrey began to feel as depressed as her friend was.
And that was not a good place to be.
"Pfft, only good thing about this body is that I don't have to wear a headband," he grumbled, "">>Like the world trying to say I oughta be a guy for real...< Depression was not a good place to be; "Well, I guess there is one more good thing about this body." Clowrey turned to look over to Theo, smirking devilishly. "I'm stronger."
Without warning, Clowrey reached out towards Theo in an attempt to grab her and pull her onto his back. "We are getting out of this funk!" he called out, turning his gaze towards the beach.
"And, for the future, you should probably not grope yourself. Just sayin'..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 9:26 am
Theo looked to Clowrey as she mentioned her approval of being stronger and glanced quick the devilish look on his friend's face before quickly being hoisted up off the ground and unceremoniously pulled onto Clowrey's back. He made a noise that sounded both unpleasant and relieving as his back cracked when Clowrey threw him over her man-back.
"And exactly how are we getting out of this funk?" Theo asked, wincing slightly at the uncomfortable position his boobs were now in. God he wanted these things gone more than anything at the moment. If he had to live life like this for the rest of his days, well... He honestly didn't want to think of that as a possibility.
Theo made a face at Clowrey's comment while reddening slightly, "I-it's not like I was enjoying it or anything! T-these things are painful. T-t-they hurt when I'm on m-my back like that!"
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Questionable Shapeshifter
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 6:32 pm
">>To cleanse away our funk<<, we're going to the beach~!" Clowrey exclaimed, hurrying along towards the waterline. "Arther would probably kill me if I got his clothes wet though..." he muttered thoughtfully to himself, "Pfft, like a little ocean spray is gonna hurt~" Reaching the beach at last, Clowrey let fem!Theo down while promptly kicking off his shoes to the side. Letting the cold water rush over his toes, he let out some sigh of contentment. "Whoa! I didn't say anything about >>liking<<, enjoying 'em!" Clowrey laughed, "You brought that up yourself...By the way, they say if you rub 'em, it makes 'em grow more." He prodded at his friend collarbone, peeking over the shaded frames.
"You wanna risk that?"
Looking towards the glittering horizon, with the flowing waves tickling his feet, Clowrey muttered softly, "It's such a wide ocean...How big is the world really, do you think?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 7:26 am
The beach? The beach was a terrible idea. Theo cringed internally as he was plopped down onto the sand by Clowrey and watched dumbstruck as his gender-bent friend kicked off their shoes and hastily made their way to where the water was.
"Arthur shouldn't have given you his clothes if he wasn't prepared for things to happen to them," Theo said, rolling his eyes at the idea of a guy being that pissy over his clothing.
They were just pants, after all. It wasn't like they were good clothing, or an expensive costume, or that outfit your mom wants to see you in for christmas. They're just pants and life happens. Theo was secretly glad he didn't know Arthur personally. Something told him that he'd be hard-pressed not to mock him for some reason.
Theo's face went red at Clowrey's comments about his lady-bits again and he grumbled slightly as his collar-bone was poke, "That's not funny, I don't want these growing anymore."
Theo sat there, starring out over the ocean with Clowrey for a moment letting his friend's philosophical words jostle around his brain for a moment. He'd never really given much thought to it. He'd always thought his world was much smaller than what everyone else saw.
"I guess... uhm....maybe it's as big as you want it to be?" He answered, watching the water move, "I, uhm... I-I like my small world..."
He quieted for a moment, scratching his head with a hand before sighing, "It,uhm... it has my mom in it... and.. and my friends. If my world was too big, then...h-how would I find all of you?"
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Questionable Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 1:15 am
Clowrey was then reminded of when they first met. That evening in the kitchen, when she had also asked something odd, he had given her a reply she felt was similar to this one...She hadn't given much notice of the thoughts behind those words at the time, but now they felt a little clearer to her. Maybe?
"As big as you want it to be," Clowrey repeated to herself, allowing the thought to jingle around in her head. "That's a good answer. Then it's different for everyone...
As for me, I think that...that I don't need to see everything. Just as much as I can, when I happen to." She settled herself down on a nearby rock, her feet still dipped in the cool waters. "I want to experience the journey...but make it a good one," she added, before turning to Theo and continuing:
"But no matter how far I go, >>believe<<, trust that I'll always come running back if you need me...okay?" She gave a cheesy smirk, "I'm not going to forget any of my friends. The world can be as big as it wants to be! But for me, you guys are like...lighthouses."
...wait, lighthouses?
Now she had honestly been trying to make it sound cool, but somewhere along the line, she just lost it. "'cause, like...Lighthouses are a beacon and you'll always look for them? Uhm, and like they're really important when you're traveling..." Clowrey grimaced, unable to find the words to go on with her little speech. Rubbing the nape of her neck with embarrassment, she let out a quiet groan before resigning to, "Oh you know what I'm trying to get at! You guys are important to me...!"
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