…A thief or assassin; skintight black leather hugging a graceful form; a mirror to yours but clad to conceal rather than highlight.
“Her name is Spider-Lily.” Susan says with the good graced embarrassment of someone who’s getting what she wants but has to do the humiliating thing of telling a friend something intimate to get it. She knows you’re going to tease her.
“Well ‘Spider-Lily’” you say with humor, deadpanning out in your melodic voice, “You’ve got at least a half dozen pictures of me and you kissing~. So why don’t you go and see what you’re missing~”
There’s a bit of a huff and then she just goes in and kisses you, tongue slipping into your mouth as you wrap your arms around her. Susan tastes warm, like a human, and familiar, like you’ve done this before with her, even though no memories tell you that you’ve done so. You relax into the kiss like a pro though, as you feel inky darkness slip off you and how Su...Spider-Lily’s form slims down in your arms.
You can feel the goop seeping over her, even as you refuse to break the kiss. You feel her cradle into your arms, letting you hold her as she shrinks and slims. While carrying her weight well and far from unattractive, the woman sheds a hundred pounds in moments, swimming in her clothing despite the goop which causes it to cling against her.
Her pushing you back causes you to finally break the kiss, watching as her lips darken to midnight, a darkening that follows with her skin turning a dark gray-purple color. Crimson eyes flutter open, apologetic for breaking the kiss even as she coughs and hacks a little. You move to help her but she holds up a hand. After a few more coughs she straightens and shrugs, lengthening hair falling over a pointed ear as it turns silver. “That was quite the coughing fit, are you sure you don’t want to sit?” You ask, frowning.
“No, I’m fine.” her voice comes out barely a whisper. You can hear it, but only because you’re close. “Ah…my voice…and my clothing?” She seems modestly surprised that her newly formed slender body, a near mirror to yours at 90% scale, has been wrapped from neck to foot in a skintight midnight-gray bodysuit. While nothing is revealed, or even hinted, it clings to her slender and athletic frame; fingers clad in perfect gloves, feet in smooth boots. “Oh, right, I’m an assassin.” She nods, as if satisfied, even if it’s a bit different from the drawings she had. Though if you look closely, you'd notice that her art is rapidly changing to almost entirely reflect you and her, commissions vanishing and replaced with only her works. She moves to put her long hair, now in a ponytail, into a full face hood that renders everything but her eyes covered. Her voice lacks tone, emotion really, other than faint satisfaction and pleasure, though you can tell from her eyes that she's experiencing the joys of leveling up as you feel another join the party.
While there's a few quests that seem to complete; another party one, another recruitment one, you see in your mind’s eye that you’re still a few hundred XP away from Level 4. Which you’re not sure how to get. Still, as you feel Spider-Lily glom in, you're glad that you’ve got the party together. You and the others feel 'right' together. Like this is the way it should be.
“Well bondmates and companions mine, lets see what trouble we can yet find~” you strum out, a lyre made of shadows forming in your hand. You didn’t really think about it, it just appeared, but you guess a bard needs some sort of instrument.
“Heh, welcome to the party Spider.” Lilac salutes as she leans back. She’s somehow put a visibly pouting Dahlia onto her shoulder and is happily lending said shoulder as a chair for the witch.
“You weren’t supposed to agree to being my chair! Stop making this not fun!" The witch is fuming, though her mood changes on a dime to lord over the new Spider-Lily, "Also, hahahaha! Another minion! Welcome to the service of the Dread Witch Dahlia, Assassin! Hahahaha!”
“She is louder and more annoying than I remember” the assassin asides.
“You get used to her voice. So! Lets be off because…”