Eyes blinking in shock, she stared at her face in a mirror, unnoticed until now. "...wha' tha' hell did ya' do ta' me?" her voice didn't come out the way she was expecting. Rough. Loud. Angry. Sexy. Female. The tone too, lacking proper diction and sounding eager to fight.
"Merely changed you a bit dear." patting the new oni's rear end, giving it a squeeze. Despite Will's efforts, as easily as anger feels like it should come, it refuses to. Surprise, yes. Shock, yes. But anger, even with the man's kneading, refusing to emerge. "A better form. A more confident form. And certainly one that'll be the hit of the costume party."
"Yeah, but ya' changed me inta' a girl! n' a red...thing!" protesting, looking at the man, begging for answers. Despite her shock, something was insulating her, comforting her, telling her this was right. An insidious feeling, quietly chipping away at uncertainty and doubt regarding her new form.
"After a fashion. I provided the drink, but your desires led to this. Oh, not the female part. Everyone who comes in here leaves female. I enjoy the view. But the rest, you wanted to be able to impress your girlfriend, to be able to stand by her forever. There are few things more loyal than an oni who's decided she wants to protect someone. I just provided the catalyst."
"...tha' catalyst?" the new oni giving a glare at the man, fist clenching though quickly unclenching, anger evaporating again, the rage of the oni powerless against the pacification field of the shop. "Tha' drink changed me?"
"They all do." With her new golden eyes, Will could see that all the bottles of liquor looked the same. The same gold colored liquid. The same bottle. Before they were all obviously different, but now...
"What tha' hell is that?" eyes wide, staring at the man.
"A Draught of True Change. It takes what you want in your heart and changes you to fulfill it within a few set parameters." a few more kneads of the rear before stepping back, eyes fixed on Will's large and firm breasts.
Despite the fact that she should be embarrassed, Will doesn't cover up. It doesn't even register to her that she should be ashamed. Her body's pretty damn hot, why not let people stare...The alienness of this thought not reaching Will's conscious mind as she adjusts her posture a little, a bit more loose, a lot less hunched over. "...ain't permanent, right?"
"Of course it is. It's changed you to match what's truly in your heart. Why would you want it to stop?" the man looking at Will, this time right in the eyes.
"But I..." she stops. Protests half finished on her lips before dying inglorious deaths. She's awesome looking. Feels super strong. Confident. She'll win Megan back like this, for sure. And she feels super comfy, like this is what she should be. "...I guess. But I ain't tha' most inconspicuous."
"Oh, don't worry." The man waving it off. "Just like the bottle you had, no one will notice anything different until the proper time. It's magic."
Will could get behind that. Magic. That makes sense. It's not like she's dumb, not at all. But magic's something she doesn't get. "...I guess...'s..." She stops, mmmfing, strong jaws chewing absently in thought. "...'s not like 'm Will 'anymore, right? Should pick a new name, ya' think?" With the man's nod, the oni grins. "Yeah, 'm...Vermillion. 's a good name fer now." She works it out a few times, letting it settle. Vermillion. She'll pick something in Japanese later. With Megan. But Vermillion will work for now.
"So, is there anything else I can help you with?" the man looking at the near nude oni.
"Eeeh, could use some clothes, n'....like fifty of those bottles. Thinkin' about bein' nice ta' tha' guests, ya' know?" She smirks as the man nods, already beginning to ring up her purchases.
A few minutes later, Vermillion emerges from the store, trundling out in a new loincloth and bra, a massive club in one hand and a huge pallet full of the bottles in the other. Tonight was going to be awesome....