You wake up outside. You instinctively try to get up only to realize that you're already on your feet. Before you can question what is going on, you observe your surroundings. You're in a picturesque grass field at noon on a warm summer's day. Now you're getting confused. You were just in that "fey's" house and you're now here. What happened?
"Looks like you're coming to" said a voice coming from behind you.
You turn around, scared. It was only Tamara behind you although she is also scared a bit by your sudden movement.
"Oh, did I startle you?" Tamara apologizes.
Ignoring the question, you make your own in an accusatory matter. "What the hell happened?" "What did you do?"
She answers straightforwardly. "I put you to sleep. We are now in the same dreamscape."
"It doesn't feel like I'm dreaming. Wait, and we're sharing a dream?"
"Yes. I'm glad you were able to pick up what I was saying pretty quickly there." Tamara seems impressed.
"Are you dreaming as well?"
"Yes. I can put myself to sleep just as quickly as I did to you. Although I did have to sit in a chair first. Didn't want to fall onto my face or anything. Before you ask what I know you're going to say, I'll clarify. You said you couldn't hope to learn transformation abilities so I though I'd teach you. You don't have to be a fey to learn it of course."
"Oh, why?"
"To show you that you can trust me. This town is very dangerous. People don't easily walk out even if they have some help."
"Well shit. Are we safe for now?"
"Yes, as long as our physical selves are in my shack, we are okay."
"What about this dreamscape stuff?"
"It's the easiest way to start. It also gives us some better scenery."
"Okay then. I guess we should start then."
"Great!" says before summoning 2 chairs out of no where and then moving into a lecture.
She starts out by explaining the powers of the dreamscape. She explains that this realm while infinite in size is only being summoned into existence by her expanded fey abilities. Both you and her can summon anything at any time with minimal effort. Changing the landscape is harder. The realm can't be dwelt in forever though. People can't sustain themselves off of stuff that doesn't exist. She asks you to summon something only by thinking of it being there. You follow only for the meal and the plate you were eating from before to appear in your lap. You look up at Tamara, surprised.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Eat." She says gesturing towards the food.
You start to. This feels way to real. "This isn't real?"
"It isn't. Now keep eating while I get onto the next part of my little speech"
She does just that. She says that while transformation is easy for her, it isn't for the average person. While she can just put an image in her brain and then morph into it a second later, it requires more brain power for others. The best way to start summon a fully detailed picture in your head and then think the right spell at the same time. This will be easier in a dream where reality and imagination mix. The verbal spell comes from the ancient language of the gods and is not appetizing to an English tongue.
"The spell being "hgaty nzighvox bwiqt"
"Haughty n-zighvox bwiskt?"
"Almost." said Tamara undescriptively.
"Anyway, how about you give transformation a try? Since you need a detailed image, how about you try how I currently look?"
Unprepared, you respond with a quick "Okay"
You get up and stand a few feet away from Tamara. Taking in all the details you need to remember. Thin, pale, dark red hair, good complexion, somewhat tight leather clothes, young. You close your eyes and take everything into mind. Luckily for you, your life as a wanderer forces you to remember which people to trust so imaging her in your mind isn't hard. You recite the spell and wait, keeping the vivid image in your head. You suddenly start to feel yourself morph. Before you can get distracted by it though, it's over. You open your eyes. Tamara is standing with a full body mirror. You look just like her. You look down to see that you are her now. You have breasts, the same clothes, and could feel your new vagina. Holy shit.
"Wow. I didn't expect you to do that on your first try. You have a promising future."
You hear her but don't respond. You're too busy looking and feeling your self over. What do you even do with yourself now?