Erynn Dinasque-Clure Wystan Transformation 1

[17:31 PM]Erynn Dinasque: (Could you re-send that last one?)
[17:32 PM]Clure Wystan: His knees pressed together as his body shook, shrinking step by physical step. The few hard lines in his boyish face softened and faded, his cheekbones growing plumper, his lips thickening into pouty form. The sparse density of his neck narrowed. It seemed like his hands were working to retreat into his sleeves as his arms shrank.
[17:33 PM]*Erynn Dinasque slapped his cheek deftly, the way you would to wake someone up. "Hey! Clure, you still there?"
[17:40 PM]Clure Wystan: "Oww!" he said, in a far more fair voice than ever, as the half-elf slapped his cheek. "Why did-" His softer eyes widened, and he tipped his head up, glancing down as his shifting form. "N-no! Don't look at-" He tipped his head back and cried out, suddenly, his spine curling. It curled inwards more than ever before, and as his hips rose up, his rear developing fleshy new weight, his hips worked to spread, knees pressing in, pelvis widening with wet pops, thighs losing definition, becoming curvier.
[17:45 PM]*Erynn Dinasque took a step back. "No, really, Clure, is that you? I mean, I know you've been working with some pretty nutty spells, but this..." she flinched at the horrifying crunching and popping sounds.
[17:53 PM]Clure Wystan: His smaller fingers grabbed at his robe, clenching his chest, pulling the fabric tight. The slack in the robe tightened, and up rose his chest, new mounds pressing up from underneath. With a cry he hurriedly tugged outwards, and the robe ripped right down the middle, allowing him to breathe, exposing the billowing sacks of flesh growing from his body. Dark, large nipples tipped each breast.
[17:56 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Answer me, Clure," she said, starting to get concerned. She didn't want blood on her hands. She put a hand behind Clure's head and grabbed his wrist with the other, holding him up.
[18:00 PM]Clure Wystan: He gently hissed as Erynn propped up his head. "...it's me," he managed, looking up at her. He was breathing hard, his newly developed breasts pushing in and out. "I'm always me no matter what." He gasped, tilting his head back. His sex lost hardness, and, achingly slow, his scrotum melded into his body.
[18:02 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "I knew I spotted something weird. And now I've seen it first-hand--you know, it's actually weird for me to go this long without figuring out all of my mark's secrets. You must really not want people to find out about this, huh?"
[18:06 PM]Clure Wystan: "Your mark? What are you...nnnnnh~" He pulled up his womanly thighs as his member retracted, drawing it back into the gurgling flesh below his stomach.
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[18:20 PM]Erynn Dinasque: Erynn couldn't help but chuckle. "Heh--so this? I can see why you kept this a secret." She tickled under Clure's chin.
[18:22 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure twisted away from Erynn's twisting finger. "How did you know? You followed me?"
[18:23 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Housekeepers learn an awful lot about their clients, Clure. Some more than others." She stood, and pulled Clure to his? feet after her.
[18:26 PM]Clure Wystan: The robes ripped clean of the knives stuck in the floor as Erynn helped Clure up. Clure gasped once more, knees trembling, as the tip of her penis shrank into place, and her crotch stretched open into muscular folds leading inside. Clure trembled, holding onto Erynn tightly.
[18:27 PM]*Erynn Dinasque moved behind Clure. "Now like I said, it's no good for someone your age to stay cooped up in their study all night," she said with a smirk. "So I'm taking you out for a night on the town."
[18:29 PM]Clure Wystan: The newly female mage swirled around. "No. I can't do that. Not like this. And I don't even know what you're trying to pull. Who are you working for?"
[18:34 PM]*Erynn Dinasque sighed. "Always with this--you know, it's a modern society. Why can't a woman be self-employed? Give me your hands."
[18:35 PM]Clure Wystan: She held up her hands, balled into fists. "It's a legitimate question. Why should I trust someone who snooped around and learned about...what happens to me?"
[18:39 PM]*Erynn Dinasque pulled off her sash with a tug and wrapped the silky strand around Clure's wrists. "Oh, trust doesn't enter into this, sweetie. I'm not sure what gave you the impression this was voluntary. You can trust me, you can distrust me, but the end result is functionally the same."
 Erynn dragged Clure towards the door. "And for starters, I won't have you going out looking all natty. I know you spend all day cooped up in a library but you don't have to look like it."
[18:41 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure held back. "A-at least let me get on a clean robe first."
[18:47 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "A robe? You don't wear a robe, well, anywhere. I'll be honest, your wardrobe always bugged me. C'mon, don't you want to wear something prettier?" She gave him another pull, harder this time.
[18:49 PM]Clure Wystan: He pulled closer, winding up the sash, bringing his face closer to Erynn. "Erynn. I...need...*support*."
[18:49 PM]Clure Wystan: * She pulled closer, winding up the sash, bringing her face closer to Erynn. "Erynn. I...need...*support*."
[18:51 PM]*Erynn Dinasque glanced down at Clure's chest. "Well, that's just downright unfair," she muttered. "You got something in mind, I hope?"
[18:52 PM]Clure Wystan: "I have some bandages, if it's all right with you."
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[18:57 PM]Clure Wystan: (Well, that was annoying. Repost last bit? Kicked me too.)
[18:57 PM]Erynn Dinasque: (I didn't post anything since your last one.)
[18:57 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Bandages? Nothing flirtier? A good outfit starts at the bottom, Clure. Girls have to know this kind of thing, y'know."
[18:58 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure flushed, turning her head. "No, I don't like to flash as a habit."
[19:00 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Well, sure, but what if you meet someone cute?"
[19:00 PM]Clure Wystan: "Then I...say hello and walk away, you?"
[19:01 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "...oh, you poor sheltered child. Grab your bandages, they're at least better than nothing." She pushed Clure away, then planted her foot on Clure's tender rump and gave her another push, just for theatrics.
[19:04 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure took longer than expected to grab bandages for her large breasts. When she finally did emerged, she had discarded the torn purple robes for a cleaner, blue pair. "I don't have anything but robes," she said to Erynn as she approached, to cut her off. At least she had removed her hat.
[19:04 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "We'll run by my quarters. I'm sure I've got something that'll fit you."
[19:07 PM]Clure Wystan: "When will we sit down and talk about the blackmail?"
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[19:11 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Oh, let's not bring those ugly words into this--let's not ruin a lovely evening. Now COME." She yanked Clure toward the door.
[19:13 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure followed with some obedience, nervous energy bundling in her chest at what might happen.
[19:16 PM]*Erynn Dinasque brought Clure to her temporary quarters. "I don't have my full wardrobe here," she said while she kicked open her trunk, "but see if you can pick out something cute."
[19:18 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure bent over, digging through the trunk's offerings. "Here we go," she said, pulling up parts of an outfit and stretching them out with her hands - a pair of loose trousers that revealed no skin, and a billowy shirt of finer fabric, full-sleeved, also very modest.
[19:20 PM]*Erynn Dinasque just straight-up smacked them out of Clure's hands. "I said something cute. Go stand in the corner, you blew your chance."
[19:21 PM]Clure Wystan: "I don't even want to hang out anyway," Clure remarked. "Can't we just get to the part where I pay you to keep quiet about this?"
[19:22 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Lemme ask you a question: what would I do with money?"
[19:23 PM]Clure Wystan: "Invest in high-profit business shares at the capital city and let them grow over time."
[19:23 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "And what would I do with [i[that[/i] money?"
[19:23 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "And what would I do with that money?"
[19:25 PM]Clure Wystan: "...eat?"
[19:28 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "I'd have fun. But there's nothing I can think of more fun than this." She fished out a flowing, night-blue gown. "Okay, strip down."
[19:29 PM]Clure Wystan: "You didn't want me to wear a robe, but you're going to put me in a dress anyway?"
[19:31 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "You don't know the difference between--you are really, really bad at this. Now cut the chatter and strip."
[19:36 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure sighed, and hitched up her robe, pulling up the hem, then taking it, gradually yanking up. Baggy robe crumpled, revealing the smooth, healthy form of the woman underneath, thighs thick, the cloth wound about between her legs clenching tightly to her wide hips. Breasts held fast by white bandages still flopped as Clure pulled her robe up and over, wiggling her head loose. She stepped free of her sandals and dropped the bunched robe to the ground - she was such a stark contrast to Erynn, whose figure suffered in comparison.
[19:39 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "This one was always loose on me--hopefully it'll fit you okay." She tossed the gown to Clure.
[19:42 PM]Clure Wystan: Catching it clumsily with both hands, Clure pushed her head into the bundle, working the fabric, twisting it into place. When it was in the right place, she allowed it to drop. The falling gown, while still loose to a degree, hugged Clure's figure more closely. She pulled at particular spots, trying to get the gown to lay flat against her. "This is wrinkled."
[19:45 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "That's your fault, really. Maybe you should think about the kind of accommodations you give your staff." Erynn walked up behind Clure and re-tied her sash so that it hung loosely on Clure's hips. "But c'mon, doesn't this feel better?"
[19:48 PM]Clure Wystan: "I feel better when I don't have to pull back my breasts so much."
[19:49 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "You're right," Erynn said, ignoring Clure's comments. "It's just not complete." She pulled out her makeup kit, dipping her brush in the lip dye.
[19:51 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure placed her hand on Erynn's wrist. "No. My face is...pretty enough."
[19:52 PM]*Erynn Dinasque pinched Clure's cheeks. "Oh, cutie-pie, there are two ways you're coming out of this. Prettier, or much, much uglier." Her tone turned menacing.
[19:54 PM]Clure Wystan: "Aren't things already pretty ugly?" Clure asked, trying to ignore how hard Erynn was pinching her.
[20:04 PM]*Erynn Dinasque squeezed Clure's cheeks together to force her lips out. She swept the brush over, painting Clure's lips crimson in two smooth brushstrokes. "You think this is ugly? You haven't seen ugly. Pray that it stays that way."
[20:05 PM]Clure Wystan: "I didn't even do anything to you," Clure remarked through squeezed thin lips. "I-I'd rather not be taken advantage of by this."
[20:11 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "I know you didn't do anything to me, but young women need to have a social life." She let go of Clure's face. "It's for your own good."
[20:14 PM]Clure Wystan: "For my own GOOD? What's good for me is to stop turning into a woman every night because of faulty spell components from a poor herbalist! I'd give you whatever if you want, if you didn't want money, if you actually had a solution for that!"
[20:16 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "You've got no life experience, Clure. If you did, you would've stood up to your kidnapper somewhere where she didn't have a trunk full of stuff." And with that she slapped manacles around Clure's wrists.
[20:19 PM]Clure Wystan: "Wh-when did you pull these out?" Clure pulled hand, testing the manacle's chains.
[20:24 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "You're not the only one who's good at sleight of hand, bookworm. Now do you want to let me to finish dolling you up, or does my lovely assistant want to see what else I can pull out of a hat?"
[20:25 PM]Clure Wystan: "...I just don't know how you want me to party with you when I've got manacles on."
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[20:31 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "I'm the one asking the questions here, love. I gave you two options: A, or B?"
[20:32 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure glanced away. "...A."
[20:33 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Good. Now look at me." She prepared some blush.
[20:35 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure did, pout in full effect.
[20:36 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Now, since we've confirmed I'm the one with all the cards, I'm going to make you promise something." She dusted some shadow around Clure's eyes.
[20:37 PM]Clure Wystan: "What's that?"
[20:38 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Don't ask why I own this," she said, grabbing a metal contraption from her trunk and hiking up Clure's gown.
[20:39 PM]Clure Wystan: She stared at it. "what is that"
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[20:53 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "The exact details aren't super-important," she said, clamping and securing the very tight belt-like structure around Clure's hips. "Now, I don't know the exact details of your transformin', but I'm willing to bet this," she knocked on the contraption, "would be a mite uncomfortable. I'll let you out before that happens, provided you don't give me any more fuss." As she finished, she let go of Clure's gown, letting it fall loose.
[20:55 PM]Clure Wystan: "B-but in short...what does it do?" she asked, rubbing the spot of her dress where she could feel the belt underneath."
[20:57 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "In short, it's there, and it's locked in place. That's what it does."
[20:59 PM]Clure Wystan: "Hrmmmm."
[21:04 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "So can I let you out of the manacles? It's just going to be a lot easier if I can trust you won't fight back."
[21:06 PM]Clure Wystan: "I can't fight back anyway. My magic fizzles when the spell that changes me is active, otherwise I would've cast something by now." She deftly raises her wrists.
[21:08 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "It's the principle of the thing." Erynn popped the manacles open. "Now, jewelry or shoes next?"
[21:09 PM]Clure Wystan: "Jewelry. I'd like some comfortable shoes too, if that's okay."
[21:11 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "I make no promises. Our first priority is fashion." She pulled out a choker studded with diamonds. "Hm. A bit plain, but we're not going to a royal whatsit. Should be fine--oh, but what am I doing, telling a girl your age how to dress."
[21:12 PM]Clure Wystan: "I only know how to dress as a guy."
[21:12 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "That's being generous."
[21:13 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Fine. You'll learn. Go with the choker for now."
[21:16 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure slipped on the choker, bringing it around her neck, snapping it together with the first try. "Huh, that was easier than expected, I don't know why people have problems with those."
[21:18 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "It's a snap-on. They're easier to put on than other types of clasp." Just because she'd brought it up, Erynn scoured the chest for her most uncomfortable shoes.
 The heel on this pair was four inches high. Perfect.
[21:20 PM]Clure Wystan: "D-do you have any less...crazy ones?"
[21:21 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "No."
[21:23 PM]Clure Wystan: She sighs and picks up the corner of her dress, raising a foot.
[21:25 PM]*Erynn Dinasque slips the shoe around Clure's foot, fastening the straps way too tight. "See, they make your legs and butt look better." She holds the next shoe expectantly.
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[21:26 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure grimaces. "Can we loosen the strap a little?"
[21:26 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "No," she snapped again.
[21:27 PM]Clure Wystan: She raises the other foot, almost with a hop, struggling to remain balanced.
[21:29 PM]*Erynn Dinasque secures the other shoe, this time choosing to leave it too loose. More out of curiosity than anything. "Oh, goodness. How could I--your hair is still a disaster. Come on, let's find a mirror."
[21:33 PM]Clure Wystan: Clure sets her foot down, carefully establishing balance, trying to follow Erynn.
[21:36 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "A little wobbly, huh?"
[21:37 PM]Clure Wystan: She rubbed her backside. "And my butt doesn't feel better at all."
[21:39 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Properly, you'd have a gentleman on your arm to keep you steady. But I suppose that comes later in the night," Erynn winked. "And I said it makes your butt look better." She brought Clure to the restroom.
[21:41 PM]Clure Wystan: "I forgot, there's a rest of the night to go."
[21:43 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Whoops, you said 'to go' instead of 'to look forward to.' That's okay. It's just a slip of the tongue." She started to pluck at Clure's hair, trying to calculate the best course of action.
[21:44 PM]Clure Wystan: She just frowned.
[21:45 PM]*Erynn Dinasque decides to play it simple and just combs out Clure's hair until it's nice and smooth. "I really should wash it, but I don't want to ruin the makeup I've already put on."
[21:49 PM]Clure Wystan: She then noticed herself in the mirror - feminine, inviting features supported by makeup, her hair being sorted to support her gentle eyes and warm lips. At least, for now, she did look fairly...attractive.
[21:55 PM]*Erynn Dinasque waited a few seconds before she interrupted. "What're you looking at?"
[21:55 PM]Clure Wystan: "J-just staring at the wall."
[21:56 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "The only reflective wall in the room? The only wall where you can see yourself?"
[21:57 PM]Clure Wystan: "And you can see the wall behind you."
[21:58 PM]Erynn Dinasque: "Are you ready to paint the town red?"
[21:59 PM]Clure Wystan: She looked at the half-elf behind her. "No, but let's go anyway."