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 Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:08 pm
Riley watched, with no less awe, as Altair was thrown into the box and exited a different gender. She poked her head in the box, checking to see if there was something she'd missed while she was in there - though.. what could a magical gender-switching box do to a dual-gendered species?
From the looks of it, nothing. Thank Jack for being an Illithid.
She straightened up and took a good, hard look at Nukpana again, noting the very obvious changes to his - er, her, physique. The slope of the hip, the softer curve of shoulder, and of course, the fact that his hardened chest was, well, not so hard anymore.
She reached out and poked it with a single finger, watching it jiggle.
Mine are still bigger. She announced suddenly, and nodded as if accepting all of this weirdness without any further trace of confusion.
Then Malodore was there, and she turned her head to give it an affectionate expression - only to find it wasn't even looking at her, and hear it speaking to Nukpana, instead.
Somehow, dressed in this silly get-up, and completely ignored, that kind of stung.
Riley's eyes narrowed slightly, flickering as her mind went into overdrive. She hadn't yet forgotten how she was risking her life to keep certain information a secret from Andeon and her council, and yet, during this entire event, it hadn't even occurred to her that..
She didn't want to finish the thought. The dark cloud of emotion returned above her, and she grabbed Nukpana's hand forcefully.
Come on. She growled to the skinwalker. I'm done here. She dragged him away, flipping Calder off haphazardly as if even his rude comment wasn't enough to drag her from her darker, more foreboding thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:18 pm
Damien could not understand why Roch was against the bow so much. It was just a little piece of fabric placed in his.... her.....ITS hair. "Wow, I never expected bows to be one of your buttons." he told the boil before chucking it back into the box. But his grin cold only get wider as the musician gained color in its cheeks (on the face!), before giving it a pinch. "Aha how sweet" he uttered out in a honeyed voice. "Maybe a blind date is in your future with her eh?" he promptly began spinning the staff in one hand like a drumstick as Roch watched Nuk and Altair.
He couldn't watch the duo before letting out a soft chuckle. "Yeah, we weren't the only ones genderbent" He said quietly to the reaper before poking at his own chest and the two lumps that decided to spring up overnight, that filled up the shirt and made it taut. "I think you should be creeped out that you find them hot." He said back with a flat tone and glaring at him with a face that could only read "WTJ is wrong with you."
He'd never admit in public that the duo's female forms looked quite fetching, but they were still Nuk and Altair on the inside. It just seemed wrong.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:22 pm
Cady clawed through the cabinets carelessly, selecting ribbons and bits of string and anything that held her interest. Some of it was in a pile for her, and the rest went to the growing pile for the patchwork boil.
"I'm not really sure what your size is but you know, you look smallish around the bottom so it shouldn't be hard..."
She fished around in the clothing racks diligently. It was like she could feel the magic building in the air! She absently wondered if the patchwork was going to grow breasts like the other two boils had. She decided not to mention it. She didn't want to upset him. Instead, she indicated his pile of clothing while starting to shuffle into hers. "I'll help you with the ribbons!" Her tone brooked no argument. It in fact, didn't really expect one. After all, he'd come into the box of his own accord, and had shown a scholarly interest in women's underpants.
Besides, she also happened to be dressing in front of the exit.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:30 pm
"Hey, I've never met them before!" Roch said. "And damn, dawg, you got..." He leaned forward, his voice a hiss. "Boobs?? Wait, I'm still a guy!" he yelped. "I'm almost positive--" He looked for somewhere he could check without being stared at. "And you can't tell me my FEAR would change me, it's locked down, remember? And last I heard I ain't a shape shifter reaper to begin with! I'm just wearin' a skirt!"
Now he was terrified, because it could be he'd changed and was just a... REALLY FLAT CHICK.
"Oh jack, ohjackohjack, this ain't cool no more!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:35 pm
Malodore winced at Calder's words and sighed inwardly as Riley flipped the kelpie off, grabbed Nukpana, and dragged the skinwalker away. For a moment, it wasn't sure whether to follow or not... but the two Trick-or-Treaters seemed most insistent on everyone getting dressed up, first...
Ah. Yes. The odd appearance of mammaries on males. Very strange. Thus distracted, the plague doctor paced around a box, frowning inwardly. It just looked like cardboard. Nothing Scientific about it at all.
Disappointing. Magic was much less interesting. Malodore shook its head and hurried away, Ithilid-bound. "Riley?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:37 pm
" What the Jack?!" Mot let out suddenly. What had he walked in on? And why... did he want to join in? There was a box titled wardrobe? Was that where all the magic happened? "I want in on this party." He stated, walking into the box. Something weird happened in there that Mot wasn't sure how to explain.  Mot emerged, unsure whether to flaunt his new look, or to hide in shame. Pfff. Shame. No fun there! "Bang bang! Shot through the heart~!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:38 pm
Levi finally caught her breath after nearly being trampled by the hoard of students entering this new location. She'd lost sight of those familiar green tipped ears, but ........
...there was another pair of green tipped ears. Maybe this ghoul with the same fuzzy tail as Demi knew where he'd gone! They could be kin with that striking resemblance...
Aye! Screecheart, ya know a 'nother hound tha 'mighta come on through 'ere? Names Demi?
The tatzel stared and stared but just couldn't get over how similar the two looked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:42 pm
Glowing gold eyes followed Riley's finger as she poked his new, subtly breast, head tilted down to stare at it with the most nonsexual look he'd probably ever given anything (except Hellma.) "Ya think?" 'he' asked with surprising sincerity, for the moment everyone else disappearing as they had this interesting conversation, his hands moving up to cup them again, eyes shifting between Riley's boobs and his own. He couldn't tell -- everything was perspectively all off, he wasn't used to looking down at boobs like this. From where he was standing, his were quite large (although he would be told later he was actually rather modestly sized in terms of breasts,) certainly comparable to Riley's. Then again, compared to what he'd had before, of course they'd look big. So of course, he did the only thing that seemed logical -- shifting a little forward, he pressed them together awkwardly, changing the perspective to try to look at them both with a downward angle, looking between them before making a conceding head-gesture.
"Yeah... they are. Huh."
This was very un-Nuk like. He was more intrigued than anything. No catcalls? And to those, the only answer to that was give it some time, and enjoy it while it lasted, 'cause it wouldn't be long. Still, at this moment he was the most interested in a subject than he had been in a long time, and would have taken the time to further explore this thought, except Demi's voice interrupted him, causing him to look up. Aaaaand his concentration was broken.
"Even as a ghoul I'd get more ghouls than you puppy dog!" Nuk half-yelled back at Demi, whom he could see across the room in a very pretty green outfit that complimented his eyes, "At least I fit into my costume!"
This was a train wreck. Altair hadn't been the only boil to notice that Nuk wasn't quite all the boil he had been before, and it was starting to get under his skin -- a very notable phrase, for a skinwalker. Already he was scowling as best his pretty little face could at the crowd, shaking his fist a little and uttering threats, trying to stave off the comments and save whatever was left of his reputation. Surprisingly, he wasn't all that upset though -- bewildered as hell, but that was mostly it. He'd never tried to wear a female skin before, but he assumed it wouldn't be impossible... and it was just a skin, it wasn't him. Not that he could get these jackin' idiots to see it that way. In fact, he was so distracted in trying to be as fierce a little lady as he could that he was almost surprised as Mal addressed him.
"Huh?"
Staring at it, he returned the head tilt, accompanying it with a open-mouthed, brow-furrowed stare. First, he was surprised it was speaking to him at all -- he would have thought it would have gone straight to Riley. Secondly, whatever Mal had said, Nuk hadn't understood a word of it. He got the word... gender... and engage, but it was the latter that really threw him off, his mind summoning up engagement rings and all sorts of things that were so completely random, especially in regards to gender. Was it calling him gay?!
There wasn't much time to even ask though -- Riley's hand was on his wrist within moments, starting to lead him away from the box and everyone around it. He went willingly, for a number of reasons, but the primary one was the cloud which had redescended over her mood. Almost immediately games were over -- 'his' expression was completely serious, despite being distinctly female, as he felt her mind, the tone a complete 180 from the teasing it had been not long before. Silently, he followed, merely glancing back as he heard Mal's voice again.
Then, to Roch, he pointed.
"Shut up, just shut up."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:49 pm
Riley's arm muscles clenched slightly as she heard her name, and she slowed her hurried pace until she stopped, staring at the ground. Finally, she managed to turn her head to the side, giving a side glance to the bottom edge of Malodore's robe. There her eyes remained, focused so intently that her glare could have burned the fabric.
She took a moment, gathering up every ounce of willpower she had, so that her voice still sounded even, emotionless, and not at all a reflection of the raging turmoil she was suddenly dealing with.
Hmm?
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:00 pm
Willow tilted her head frowning, magical girl? Her tail flickered as she watched curiously. Others were changing into Magical girls, her ears perked as it was her turn. She fidgeted before walking in.
Soon out tumbled Magical Girl Willow!
She loooked around and paused frowning, "Uh..." Magical catch phrase... magical catch phrase.... she gave a pose and shouted "I magical girl Willow, will protect my domain!" That was good right? Right? She looked around before sighing and walking off shaking her head. This was embarrassing...
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:01 pm
To say Demi was feeling top heavy would only be the tip of the iceberg as the rack that grew on his chest just destroyed any chance to see hiis feet and boots. "Yeah, and how'd you first meet them, as magical girls." he stressed the point to Roch with a hiss and pokes at the boil's head with a manicured nail- wat, manicured nails?! He could only let out a shudder of horror over how extreme the transformation was. "It's going to mess with your head every time you see them as boils."
He gave the new female squishy pecks a shimmy and watched them sway oddly like a couple of water balloons filled with lime scariaid. "Yeah, I have a rack." it was just a simple statement, giving it another sway to see if they would fall out. "nope, they're there." he said with astonishment. The hound could only look at Roch with new eyes, feeling odd about checking out his new friend. "I thought Frank N Furter was your idol man, now you don't think its cool?"
He saw a pile of pink out of the side of his eye, and even if Damien was genderbent, he would still not like that color and avoid it like the plague as he blocked Mot's new form and favorite color from his mind.
And it could only get worse when the tatzel decided to make an appearance as he promptly froze up seeing her. "I dunno, you should probably check in the boxes marked wardrobe" He told her, pointing at the box that hopefully turned her into a magical guy and send her back to her room.
if felt like a natural response, rolling his eyes at whatever the Skinwalker Nuk, said or yelled at him, even as they were both girls. "I'm really sure you could ghoulie" he said back with a sneer and a wave of his staff. "Not. and of course you fit into your costume with all that spandex you got on......tell me, have you done this kind of thing before." he said back tauntingly with a flick of his hair before settling his eyes back on the Skinwalker with a glare only the female form could produce.
"Be honest, Nukkie"
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:13 pm
"Frank N Furter didn't have boobs!" Roch said, having turned away for a second for a discreet one second check. "Oh thank Jack," he said, breathing in relief before turning his attention to Nuk with an evil grin. "Shutting up, so keep walking!" he called cheerfully. "Look at dat walk, he's a natural in heels, don't you think? You gotta admire that in a boil. That sense of balance, y'know? I bet he's a great dancer," he added in a "quiet" voice to Demi. "Think he's got a date for prom, too?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:24 pm
xxxxxAfter her lovely entrance, she skipped over to Roch and whacked him on the back as a greeting. "Roch! You got your guitar back!!" She was positively glowing with excitement. Was he really as good as he said he was? Or was he just some liar who was posting on groanspring to make himself look cool?
xxxxxThen she remembered he was in a skirt. Giggling she said, "Oh yeah, nice ... pfftshshshhh" She had to take a moment to quiet her giggling and then continued, "... nice skirt Roch"
xxxxx"And why didn't you introduce me to your friend?!" She whipped her tail back and forth excitedly, but carefully so as to not catch any of the ... err ... nice costumes up.
xxxxxNot waiting for an introduction though, she quickly made one for herself."Hi there ... uh ... dog ...? Oh wait! We met at the fitness booth didn't we? Wait maybe we didn't ... did I make that up?" She stuck out her tail as a greeting and then remembered fire wasn't exactly ... the norm here. She muttered a quick apology and then stuck out her hand to shake.
xxxxxShe shoved Roch with the other arm and said, "Hey why didn't you applaud my amazing outfit and entrace over there?" She was a tad hurt, it was true.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:24 pm
Malodore tilted its head to one side. "That is a new costume, is it not?" She hadn't been wearing that before, had she? No, it would have noticed. "Have you also been outfitted by magical means? That attire flatters your anatomy quite nicely."
Anatomy. It glanced at Nuk again, bemused, before returning its focus to Riley.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:27 pm
The granny panties were hypnotizing. Christof could only stare at them and the tiny strapless bra as more and more clothes were shoved at him, his mind miles away as Igor instincts took over and he followed every command. Girl Parts shifted and glistened in the dull light of the box, and she was IN THE WAY OF THE EXIT regardless and so... so... it... she... kept talking and... (the boots slid on before he could even register the heals) ... and then there were ribbons and ooooh, those curves were right by his disfigured face and he slurped back up a bit of more spittle, swallowing as best he could with his tongue stump.
His clothing had all been replaced at that point, bust still he stood in the box, stunned and wide-eyed at the manticor, clueless as to what came next. "Hooouuuw?" he managed distantly.
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