Chapter 21

Our eyes met in the mirror, and I saw the anxiety in her face. Dejectedly, she shook her head as she mumbled, “How by Bisha can I face him? He loathes women!”

It troubled me to look at her disfigured physique and I hoped she could change again, even if it was into her Neutarian body. She wasn’t as beautiful as Cirin but I was pretty sure, if Bri used Cirin as a template, it would give her a chance of success.

Suddenly, I came up with the idea she could use my pheromones to change. I was convinced there were more unknown factors in play how the Change worked. I refused to believe it was only the chemical concoction of the pheromones that determined how a Bishojan woman would look.

“I erm,” I said a little unsure, “have a suggestion but it depends on whether you can change again.”

The Queen stared at me for a long time. It was hard not to burst into pitiful laughter because her serious expression looked hilarious, especially with her huge eyes and plump lips. I felt for her, which made it easier to keep a straight face and I hoped she would give an answer soon.

“I have enough reserves to change once more,” she revealed to me.

“So, no pressure,” I murmured, “it’s your last chance.”

She nodded. “I was convinced I took the right steps.”

I smiled as I said, “I’m glad you decided to ask for my opinion.”

She slowly shook her head as she confessed, “I started to doubt my plan of action when I saw Silvynorien’s and Cirincendil’s change. I can’t exactly put my finger on it, but their bodies are pleasing to the eyes.”

I still had trouble understanding why she was lacking discernment but I decided to focus on what was important. Ideally, I would like her to allow me to change her body but that might be too farfetched.

“Actually, it might be something you could do. I mean that you use Cirin and Silvy as a template, like what you’ve done with the imagery of Mr. Cavendish’s mates.”

She pouted, which made me chuckle.

“You just don’t know how much effort it takes to do this,” she grumbled.

I was surprised to see her so upset. “I’m sorry, Bri. I didn’t know.”

She sighed as she slumped her shoulders in defeat. “There is not enough time. It’s going to be a nightmare.”

“Can you get yourself into the stage where my pheromones can change your body?” I knew it was unlikely it would happen, but I reasoned it was worth the risk of asking.

She gasped with eyes that were as big as saucers. “You want me to be your mate?”

It had never occurred to me it was such a pivotal matter. Both Cirin and Silvy were very keen to be with me, but I understood Bainthaurneth might have reservations. It suddenly occurred to me, that if it would help me to stay at Bishojo, I would gladly be her mate. I liked her and even seeing her with a deformed face, I could imagine her as a stunning woman.

“I would be honored.”

A small smile crept on her face as she said, “You’re such a sweet talker.”

“Dating a Queen is something you’re only going to do once in your life,” I joked.

She laughed. “Perhaps I should address you as Callion.”

I frowned. “Oh, come on Bri, I’m just an ordinary guy who likes to help out.”

“The title seraphic guide does suit you though, Paul,” she said, smirking.

I snorted. “No way, I’m not an angel.”

“I know,” Bainthaurneth sighed, “let me change back first.”

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. I was shaken by the sudden burst of warm air that blasted from her body. The room was filled with a gray smoke that seemed to quickly dissolve into thin air. There was a hint of a sweet vanilla scent, which I instantly liked.

It was funny to see the dress collapse around her slender body now that all her voluptuousness had gone up in smoke. Excuse my bad pun.

We were still standing in front of the mirror, staring at each other, knowing our relationship was about to change drastically.

As I studied her face more closely, I concluded she was quite beautiful. And with a few little changes, she could become a stunning woman. I smiled, hoping it would make her feel more at ease.

“Why are you smiling?”

I saw her suspicious look, knowing my smile had the opposite effect. A white lie was what I had to come up with, but I hadn’t a clue. “Erm,” I said nervously, frantically searching for a good answer.

“I always start to smile when I’m nervous,” I blurted meekly. There! And it was actually the truth.

She rolled her eyes and as she looked up, she sighed, while shaking her head, “By Bisha. I never had thought it would come to this.”

I understood her dilemma because it suddenly became so much more personal for her. I gently grabbed her hand and said, “I’m convinced we’re taking the right decision, Bri. You’ll literally be the sword that will cut at both sides. You’ll slay the villain and cut a clean path for future guests.”

She laughed as she pulled me to the large bed. “You’re such a funny flatterer.”

I chuckled nervously, because I knew we were about to get into a very awkward situation. But apparently my partner in crime had come to terms with it already and without any hesitation she unbuttoned the dress that slipped down her muscled legs, revealing her naked body.

I was awed by her trim and toned physique and my imagination worked overtime to picture Bainthaurneth as a statuesque woman. She was almost as tall as me and her broad shoulders meant she likely would transform into an Amazonian woman. I watched her regally climb onto the mattress and as she sat down, cross-legged, she asked, “Are you going to join me?”

I realized it was not as awkward as the first time I had undressed in front of a Neutaria, and without being too embarrassed I followed suit. I settled myself opposite the naked Queen who had closed her eyes.

“It will take me some time to reach a condition where I can alter my body,” she murmured distractedly.

“Oh, okay,” I replied, “I’ll wait.”

It was a great opportunity to blatantly check her out and to fine tune my image of her being an amazing woman. Her relaxed face gave me a few insights into what I should change to make her look like a super model. I closed my eyes, because I felt really tired. It was nice to just relax for a few moments, knowing it was going to be a hell of a night.

I wasn’t sure how long I had been dozing but suddenly I heard Bainthaurneth inhale loudly. I blinked to get my eyes focused on her. Her whole demeanor had changed, and her lazy smile made my heart beat loudly in my throat.

Only then, her striking scent caressed my nostrils which suddenly caused my body to hunger for her. It was as if someone else was controlling me when I crawled towards her. With a shaking hand I moved her hair away from her neck.

“Paul?” she whispered.

I softly kissed the nape of her neck before I answered, “What is it, Bri?”

“I’m scared,” she confessed.

I nuzzled her. “I promise you’ll love it.”

“Like Cirincendil did?”

As I gently pushed against her shoulder, indicating her to lie down, I said, “Yes.”

I felt her soft lips briefly pressed against my cheek. I took that as her sign to go ahead. She smiled nervously as I helped her move onto her back.

Finally, it was time to explore her body and I loved sliding the tip of my nose over her warm skin, hunting for the subtle differences of her heady vanilla fragrance. It didn’t take me long to discover a sweet hint of caramel close by her belly button. I teased her by dipping my tongue into the small indentation, which made her moan loudly.

There was a trace of cinnamon that became more intense when I moved towards her groin. I pressed my lips right at the crease, touching her pubic area and her thigh.

“By Bisha,” she exclaimed as she turned away from me, exposing her firm behind. I gently caressed her calve as my nose guided me to the spot on her bottom where the vanilla was mixed with coconut. I couldn’t resist gently sucking on her pliant flesh. It was funny hearing her squeal softly. I was quite sure she never had experienced this before, but I ignored her weak protest because I adored the sweet mix with strawberries that came from the small of her back.

After a trail of kisses over her back, I ended up at her shoulder blades where the fragrance was enhanced with lavender. As soon as I touched her warm skin, she uttered a guttural groan while her body became rigid.

The concealing gray shimmer was blindingly bright that forced me to shield my eyes with my hand. I held my breath, hoping her transformation was as I had imagined. The room lit up brightly when the change was completed and when I opened my eyes, I was stunned to see her lying on her back again.

The change had worked out perfectly; she looked ravishingly beautiful, and I knew I could help her become even more attractive. I realized it was tricky, but I needed to get her into a state of bliss before she woke up.

With a slight tremor in my hand, I traced the soft skin of her inner thighs. A smile crept onto my face as she allowed me to explore her further by slowly spreading her legs. I liked the little game of gently persuading the woman to grant me access to her inner sanctum.