[He doesn't answer. He just shoots Blade a cheeky little grin and drinks.
Immediately, there is a ripple of violet light over his body. In its wake his body shifts, molding itself like soft clay -- it feels warm, and a little hard to breathe, but not painful. There's just a strange pressure as his clothing becomes tight in the chest and loose in the shoulders, and a few seconds later it's done.
He is, largely, the same. He's just taken on a female body type -- a very generously proportioned one, still muscular but softer and slightly shorter than before. He looks up at Blade as he catches his breath, and flashes him a victory sign.]
[He has an Agenda, which is why he's looping his arms around Blade's neck and squishing close, making sure he can feel all those new soft bits in his arms.]
But... It's also a blessing, in that it gives him time to adjust to the feeling of his changed body. He isn't showing it, but he's as nervous as he is excited. Even the excitement feels a little different like this.]
[That growl sends a shiver down Jing Yuan's spine and a spark of heat directly between his thighs. It makes him twitch, and his face go pink -- he momentarily hides his face against Blade's neck as they pay and head up to the room. Enjoy the hot shaky breath on your skin, Xing-ge.]
[might wanna save calling him that for After the item is in play, A-Yuan.
he shivers notably at the heat of Jing Yuan's breathing, and once he kicks the door to their room shut behind them, he's tossing Jing Yuan onto the bed and pouncing immediately.]
[And down he goes with a gasp and a bounce. Blade follows after, and Jing Yuan can't help but laugh. It's thrilling, but not frightening, and he welcomes his fate with open arms. Literally.]
[He has no regrets and no shame. He's just smug and happy, leaning his head back to bare his throat and pressing his body into Blade's hands. This body has wider hips, but his waist is as grabbable as always -- perhaps moreso. But the lines are softer, and when he puts his thighs against Blade's own hips, they're softer than they were before, just a little.
Jing Yuan's attitude in bed, however, is not thrown off by adjusting to the change in sensation. He's as hungry as always, as pliant and needy and clingy, scratching at Blade's back as if goading him on.]
[Blade is momentarily distracted, hands petting up and down along the way Jing Yuan's hips narrow into that infuriatingly sexy waist. Then he bites harder, sucking a fierce mark into the pale skin of Jing Yuan's throat before sitting back just enough to tug that sweater up over Jing Yuan's new assets, gaze hungry.]
[They're generous Assets, and Jing Yuan can't help but look down at them too. How strange... It's not the body he's used to seeing, and he doesn't know how to feel about that. It'll be fun to experiment with, he supposes, but he'll certainly feel more comfortable when the effect wears off.
For now, though, any trepidation is thoroughly quashed by the look in Blade's eyes.]
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What is it?
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A harmless transformation. Apparently the duration varies from person to person, but... it should be one to three days.
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Immediately, there is a ripple of violet light over his body. In its wake his body shifts, molding itself like soft clay -- it feels warm, and a little hard to breathe, but not painful. There's just a strange pressure as his clothing becomes tight in the chest and loose in the shoulders, and a few seconds later it's done.
He is, largely, the same. He's just taken on a female body type -- a very generously proportioned one, still muscular but softer and slightly shorter than before. He looks up at Blade as he catches his breath, and flashes him a victory sign.]
All done!
1/2
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and taking a single step back, with Effort.]
You're going to want to go somewhere private.
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Should I... pick up the item first...?
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...It can wait a little. Let's get a room.
[Shamelessly, he reaches out in a clear request to be carried off.]
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[muttered, like he's not scooping him up into a princess carry anyway.]
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[He has an Agenda, which is why he's looping his arms around Blade's neck and squishing close, making sure he can feel all those new soft bits in his arms.]
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[which is a hell of an admission, but he's feeling honest right now, and also kind of super distracted by Squish and Curves in new shiny ways.]
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[He is so smug.]
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[picks up speed,]
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But... It's also a blessing, in that it gives him time to adjust to the feeling of his changed body. He isn't showing it, but he's as nervous as he is excited. Even the excitement feels a little different like this.]
I won't forget. ♥︎
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[in a low rumble, because yeah, deeeefinitely worked up by this behavior.]
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[more of a growl: the hotel is in sight. IN THEY GO.]
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he shivers notably at the heat of Jing Yuan's breathing, and once he kicks the door to their room shut behind them, he's tossing Jing Yuan onto the bed and pouncing immediately.]
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How very scary!
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[growled against his jaw, as Blade starts biting his way down to his collar, hands smoothing up his hips and waist.]
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[He has no regrets and no shame. He's just smug and happy, leaning his head back to bare his throat and pressing his body into Blade's hands. This body has wider hips, but his waist is as grabbable as always -- perhaps moreso. But the lines are softer, and when he puts his thighs against Blade's own hips, they're softer than they were before, just a little.
Jing Yuan's attitude in bed, however, is not thrown off by adjusting to the change in sensation. He's as hungry as always, as pliant and needy and clingy, scratching at Blade's back as if goading him on.]
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For now, though, any trepidation is thoroughly quashed by the look in Blade's eyes.]
Like what you see...?
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