[Solo log] [Event] Little black dress Who: Adriel Carson When: November 1 Where: Adriel's room What: Adriel is thrilled to death over these new changes and wonders where to start in exploring them. Warnings: Adriel-the-perv. Self-groping. Open or Closed: Closed Observable: No
Adriel had been sleeping well, curled up in his bed with only the light sheet over his waist, nothing else on. When he woke, the first thing he noticed wasn’t the strange weight on his chest or the absence of something important between his legs, but hair that seemed to have grown six or seven inches quite suddenly. He let out a cooing purr, fingers going to the red curls, combing through them. Oh, they were beautiful, but how had they grown so quickly?
It was only when he sat up that he realized that something was hanging from his chest. He reached down and cupped one of the heavy C-cup breasts, tilting his head at it, and then glanced down further.
Why was he in a woman’s body? He didn’t care. He jumped up out of bed and let out a triumphant whoop, dancing around the room happily. So many more opportunities now! The straight guys! He could hit on all the straight guys! And finally, finally, he felt comfortable in his body, even if it was very unfamiliar. Finally, he would no longer be looked at strangely when wearing dresses.
He hurried over to his locker, pulling on his favorite black dress, and squealed as he caught sight of himself in the mirror. Oh, it looked better than usual!
That was it. The first place he was going as soon as he was dressed was the Domus. He wanted to see what he could do with this body—and what others could do to it. But first, a shower. He had some exploring to do.