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 Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 11:41 am
Amrita paused all of her struggling as Riley made a very good point. Uh, whoops!
"Err--y-yes." The hoarse voice replied, sounding sheepish; ah, it was definitely Amrita in this body! "Can look now." Permission given, she resumed any and all attempts to sit up, at least getting enough to prop up on her new elbows. Just a few more pulls on the abdominal muscles and she could sit up, come ooon...HAH. The vertebrae cracked in protest, but she managed to sit up without breaking anything! SUCCESS!
That had been enough for now, sitting up accomplished, so she sat there, one arm draped on the table while the other managed to hold the blanket and jacket to her new person. "It's heavy." She said again, the vertebrae still cracking while she looked down at the leaner body. Funny, she didn't look heavy! Oh well, a mystery she would solve later.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 8:57 pm
Malodore's heart... well, it would have leaped, had it been capable of doing so. It did so metaphorically, at least! The experiment had worked; Amrita was now fully inhabiting the patchwork body! Absolutely marvelous. "Try not to make any rapid movements. Allow your FEAR to seep through the body," it advised, barely-restrained excitement clearly audible in its voice.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 7:44 pm
At the sounds of the voices, Christof whirled around, eyes alight as he hobbled towards her to look her over. He immediately took hold of one of her arms, despite if it would set her unbalanced, another arm moving to her back to at least keep her upright as he looked their work over. Most importantly, the feet and hands.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 7:46 pm
As Malodore and Christof attended to her physical needs, Riley turned and gave Amrita an affectionate, and proud gaze. She moved forward, leaning in to touch the ghoul's chin with her finger, and lifted her face. Meeting eye to eye, there was a fierce smile in her expression.
Congratulations, Amrita. I knew you could do it. Riley whispered. I am so proud of you.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 12:20 am
Amrita nodded to Malodore, more to get used to moving in this body rather than the inability to speak. When Christof came closer to hold her arm and back, she gave him a rather lopsided smile; using all of her mouth was hard! Unfortunately for the boil, it was obvious to see that her feet and hands were as they always were; backwards and reversed. She leaned heavily against the Hunchback, using him as a crutch to slowly and awkwardly get off the table with her free hand still clutching the blanket to her chest.
She didn't get very far, as her attention was moved to Riley instead, holding her chin up under the Demoness' gentle touch. The words made her dark skin flush oddly, lightly biting her lip in reflex.
"I have you to thank, if it weren't for you I couldn't have." She murmured hoarsely to Riley, turning the same lopsided smile towards her. "A-and...Christof and Malodore, thank you, really, this is..." She trailed off, giving a little awkward sniffle before returning to the task at hand; trying to stay on her feet, using Christof as a crutch.
"Umm...I didn't...bring clothes..." She admitted after a minute of successful standing, still holding the blanket to her front.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 2:13 am
I figured. Riley quickly replied before a word was said, and stepped back outside. When she returned, she brought a garment bag, with clothing inside.
They won't fit perfectly, because I did not get the fitting on the body, but they were made for medium height, at least. So they will not be too long. At the worst, they will play a little loose on you. It's a simple matter of calling my tailor when you're ready. Until then, I hope this will do.
Within, there were three dresses, two shirts, one skirt, and one pair of pants. The colors were reminiscent of the dress Amrita used to wear, but the style was much more modern.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 4:45 pm
Malodore bowed deeply, excitement and satisfaction thrilling through it. "It is my pleasure and honor, signorina-"
At the mention of no clothes, however, Malodore straightened at once. "Va bene. Christof, come along - we must give the lady her privacy." A firm hand on the patchwork's hunch brooked no argument. For all that it had seen Amrita's current body from the inside out, quite literally, now that she was actually inhabiting it its behavior - and modesty code - were much different.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 8:21 pm
Christof gave a whine as he was suddenly lead away by eager bladed hands. He wanted to keep investigating! Those hands those poor poor hands and feet! They had sewn them on right HE had sewn them on right why were they WRONG??
With a sigh, he supposed they could tend to that later.
He had... more important things to think about just then, it occurred to him.
His expression suddenly dropped, looking anxious as he glanced up to Malodore.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 9:36 pm
She was really, really hoping that the look she was trying to give Riley looked thankful. Chances were she looked nothing of the sort, sadly.
"Thank you!" It was in her voice though, a voice that was starting to get used to the wear and beginning to even out. As Malodore drew Christof away, the newly created Patchwork was forced to lean against the cold table, waiting for the pins and needles in her legs to subside to make standing bareable. From her leaning perch she took the dress, and began the slow process of getting into it, her muscles straining and bones cracking as everything continued to set.
"Nnnn...!" Amrita whined quietly, only half into the dress by the time she thoroughly gave up for now. She did manage to pat her chest though, her hand still curled as if frozen. "I just...These are kinda heavy! Are they always like that?" This body was heavier, but she could pin point where she was heaviest, at least by her standards. She didn't sound truely unhappy, just...breasts weren't something she had ever experienced before, were they this awkward on everyone?
Then, pathetically. "Can you help me?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 6:33 pm
Instantly Riley was at her side, pulling the dress up around her and settling it around her arms and onto her shoulders. She tugged it down, to let it cover the essentials, and then reached up to test the weight of the body part in mention.
They are normally this heavy, yes. I apologize, but you will get used to it. Trust me. They are, perhaps, half the weight I carry here, if you can tell by weighing them.
As this was said, she took Amrita's hand, and lifted her own breast with it. They are mostly fat and muscle, and gravity is not kind to them as time passes. You will need to learn how to wear bras. Again, apologies.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 11:22 pm
Out of the way and clueless about this womanly discussion, Christof had no regrets.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 2:35 pm
"What is it?" Malodore asked, tilting its head at the patchwork. The specifics of Amrita and Riley's discussion meant little to it, other than that it hoped it had properly counterbalanced the feminine sexual attributes that had been ordered.
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