“Alright, so, how should this… RP start,” Tyler asks.
Ice smiles, “I was thinking about making the RP much more exciting”.
Tyler tilts his head, “in what way?”
“What if I use my powers to teleport us into the medieval period,” Ice suggests, “I’d transform you into “Victoria”, but you’ll still be yourself, only your body will be different”.
“Hm… that does sound intriguing,” Tyler says, “I mean… it would only be temporarily, so I wouldn’t mind you transforming my body into “Vicky”. What else have you thought about?”
Ice smiles, happy that his little spell, that caused Tyler to be more open to suggestions, is working so well, “I was thinking, that we could meet at some gala event, I’d be a lord and you’d be the daughter of a baron, who’d introduce you to me and we’d just go with the flow from there”.
“Alright, anything else?”
Ice nods, “every story needs a villain,” he says, “so I was thinking of adding a black wizard, who is experienced in dark magic, and who owns a dragon which he uses as a ride and helper, by sending it out to kidnap women, so he might kidnap you and I’d have to try and free you”.
“Oh, that sound exciting,” Tyler says, his tail wagging.
Ice smirks mentally, ‘hehe… little does he know that his friend Hikaru will be that dragon,’ he thinks to himself, “alright, one more thing: one day in this reality will be a year in the reality I’ll teleport us to. The convention is still going for three days, which would be three years in our temporary reality”.
“Okay,” Tyler simply says.
Ice smiles, “alright, then let’s do this,” he says, he snaps his fingers and Tyler’s vision goes black.
When his vision returns, Tyler finds himself, or rather HERSELF, sitting in front of a large mirror, he almost gasps when he sees his reflection: a stunning young vixen with long smooth black hair, beautiful yellow eyes, C34 breasts, wide hips, slim waist, ‘whoa, is that really me,’ Tyler thinks to himself, ‘holy crap!’
He is torn from his thoughts by a knock on the door, which slowly opens and another young vixen pokes her head in, “are you finally ready, Victoria,” the vixen asks, “we’ll be late to the gala!”
“Y-yeah, mom,” Tyler finds himself answering, “I’m ready… sorry… I guess I’m just nervous”.
The vixen, Tyler’s/”Victoria’s” mother, steps into the room, “I understand, hun,” she says, “I was nervous when meeting your dad. You have nothing to worry about, me and your dad are convinced that you and lord Ice will match perfectly”.
This caused Tyler to feel even more nervous, “not helping… mom,” he mumbles.
His mother chuckles, “sorry, dear,” she says, “anyway, let’s get going, your dad is growing impatient”.
Tyler’s eyes widen when he and his “parents” arrive at the gala, it is a huge mansion and thousands of people, humans and anthros, are already assembled.
“I arranged us to meet lord Ice in the gardens,” the father of “Vicky” says, leading Tyler and his mother to the gardens.
As they enter the gardens, Tyler immediately spots Ice, who’s wearing a military style outfit, ‘whoa, he looks great in that outfit,’ Tyler thinks to himself.
“Ice,” Tyler’s “dad” then calls out, “I want you to meet my daughter Victoria, or “Vicky” for short”.
Ice turns around and beams, “it is a pleasure to meet you… Vicky,” he says, “I must say, your dad has not over exaggerated when he told me about you. You truly are stunning”.
Tyler feels himself blush, “th-thanks, my lord,” he says, feeling suddenly extremely nervous and shy in Ice’s presence.
“We’ll let you two alone to get to know each other,” the parents of “Vicky” then say, turning and walking away.
Once out of earshot, Ice turns to Tyler, “so, Tyler, how are you feeling?”
Tyler looks up at Ice, “weird, I mean… being a woman is weird and I feel so nervous and shy when I’m near you”.
Ice smiles, “that’s normal, your body is after all attracted to me,” he says, “do not fight the feelings, embrace them”.
Tyler nods, “I’ll try,” he says, “so, what now?”
“Now, we just enjoy the evening,” Ice says, taking “Vicky’s” hand, smiling at the “vixen”, “let’s head inside and see what is happening”.
Tyler nods and lets Ice lead him inside the mansion and into the ball room.
Ice turns to Tyler, smiling, “would you like to dance?”
Tyler is taken aback, “I… um… I never danced in my life,” he says, lowering his head, “it’s already difficult to walk in these heels. I can see myself busting an ankle”.
Ice chuckles, “do not focus on the walking or dancing,” he says, “just follow my lead”.
“I… I’ll give it a try,” Tyler says.
Ice wags his tail, “then let’s get onto the dance floor,” he says, he then leads Tyler onto the dance floor and turns the “vixen” around to face him, as the music changes, “ah, perfect, this is a slow dance,” Ice says, “perfect for you to learn, now, just follow my lead,” he then says, taking one of Tyler’s hands into his as he lies the other on Tyler’s hips and starts to slowly sway back and forth while slowly turning in a circle.
Tyler lets Ice guide him and soon he finds himself dancing, “hey… this is fun,” he says, smiling up at Ice.
Ice smiles back, “you are a quick learner, Vicky,” he says.
Tyler chuckles, “I still have to get used to that name,” he says.
“Don’t worry, you will,” Ice says, ‘hehe… you might even forget your real name,’ he then thinks to himself.
Tyler doesn’t notice his “parents” watching them, both looking proud, “I think they make a great couple,” the father says.
The mother nods, “yeah, I think lord Ice is the perfect male for our daughter,” she says.
The father nods, “I agree, and he’ll treat her right”.
“I’m sure he will,” the mother says, “and our daughter will be a great housewife and mother. I can’t wait to become a granny,” she chuckles.
The father chuckles himself, “patience my love, one step at a time,” he says.
“You know, Vicky,” Ice whispers as he holds the vixen close to his body, “I find you absolutely stunning”.
“Victoria” can’t help but giggle and blush, “and you, lord Ice, are one hunk of a man,” the “vixen” finds herself saying.
Ice smiles, “glad you see it that way,” he says, “because that means we can take the next step: getting married”.
“Married,” Tyler asks.
Ice nods, “we have to get married in order to be aloud to have sex,” he explains.
“Oh, okay, sounds like fun,” Tyler says, still under the influence of Ice’s previous spell which caused Tyler to be more open towards suggestions.
“Do not worry, Vicky,” Ice says, grinning, “our parents will arrange everything.
After the gala, “Vicky” returns home with her “parents”, “so, Vicky,” her mother asks, “what do you think?”
“Ice is such a wonderful man,” the “vixen” finds herself saying, even smiling a little, “I felt really secure and protected in his presence”.
The “parents” grin wide, their tails wagging, “then we’ll reach out to the lord’s parents and arrange the wedding”.
“Okay,” Tyler simply states.