[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

You’re struck with the potential of what she’s saying, almost taken off guard at first.

She still looks like she always has…
Is she offering, like, a roleplay?
I could do some rolepl-

Your thoughts stop mid-sentence as you see her tilt her head in a way you’ve come to understand as her inviting you in for neck kisses, right along the ridged edges.

Your favorite.

 
POLKA DOT: Let’s fucking go.

You dive in beak-first, dotting little kisses up and down her neck, cheek and shoulders, getting a delighted beep out of her.

CROSSBONE: Hehehe-
CROSSBONE: You’re not even gonna ask for more info?
POLKA DOT: Nope.
POLKA DOT: I know whatever you’ve got cooking, I’m down.
POLKA DOT: Besides, if it’s some…monster, thing, you’re probably gonna be really happy when we do it.
POLKA DOT: I can’t pass that up.
CROSSBONE: Polka….
 

You hear a familiar sizzling noise as you pull back to look at her screen, starting to glitch out and project her true form. You love this little moment in between-

It’s only for a split second that you realize the character on her screen seems to be…flickering in between the ghost form you know, and something more… wolf-y.

 

Oh. Oh shit.

 

The projected form that follows is large as details fade in, pixels slowly clustering into solid shapes.

Sharp teeth, with hair hanging down in long strands- still made of flame. Her skull face is still there, but with an elongated muzzle now, and her claw hands feel even more dangerous with the new size.

She peers down at you with another signature head tilt, her eyes just barely visible through her hair.

CROSSBONE: It’s not…the full transformation.
CROSSBONE: It’s not where I want to be yet.
CROSSBONE: But it’s a start.