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Nature of Transformations: As one might expect. Girls transform into Magical Girls. Boys into Knights….most of the time. Everyone once in a while you get gender bending transformations. Can go both ways. Boys becoming Magical Girls or Girls becoming Knights. This is rather rare though and the reasons are not always understood, transgender identity might explain some of them, others appear to be more random. For the most part they are accepted, generally welcomed on their team. Sometimes with a little awkwardness at the start. Some consider it a big bonus, others just treat them as one of the team. With the girls, some outfits are much more reveling than others. It is said based on a mix of the girl’s exact power and her personality. Some have a degree of control over their post transformation outfit. Also rarely, the girls or knights transform into something not entirely human. Still humanoid but adding aspects of creatures, some more recognizable than others. The source of this is much more mysterious than even the gender bending. Though there are some dark rumors (see next post). Ask before making a gender bending/semi-human character. A few could be allowed (more the more active we are), but I want to keep them rare.

I started the details. I’m sure I’ll add more as I have time and think of things. Feel free to ask questions, though keep the questions here, to that topic cleaner. https://ecchidreams.com/community/topic/8035-setting-details/

This is probably going to be a multi-post entry. Will add things as I think about them and/or answering questions (if you do have questions, ask in the General OOC topic, I’ll answer there and update here). This is going to apply to the world at whole. Certain aspects can be ignored by those uncomfortable with them in their own stories. Unlike many Magical Girl stories, in this case the idea is they have been around for many generations. Though older stories may have confused what they were, thinking they were wizards/witches, angels, even god(ess)s. More recently they begun to understand a little better. The teams mostly fight behind the scenes, but naturally there are occasional witnesses, especially in major cities. Most of the teams have established connections with media and to a degree governments (willing to help them for good cause, but not be controlled by them). They are celebrities of sorts, where fans or other admirers can occasionally meet them at events. And occasionally a few lucky fans get private meetings (with all sorts of rumors of what might happen behind closed doors). The nature and size of teams vary by time and place, They tend tend to vary in age between children and upper 20s. The middle ground most common and occasionally even older. Though the older ones tend to be mentors and behind the scenes leaders, rarely fighting themselves. The teams are mostly regional. Stick to their own long established territory. Though there occasionally times when especially dangerous cause two or more teams to temporarily pair up. It varies by team whether the local magical girls and knights, fight together or are independent. Of course it is common for individuals to unite in a more intimate sense, long term or short term. Of course some magical girls prefer the company of their fellow girls, same with some knights. Especially in more modern times, with the rarity of arranged marriage between magical girls and knights. As mentioned in the club description, it is also not uncommon for them to have two lovers/families, one part of their world, one civilian. In these cases the Magical Girl/Knight partner is aware of the other civilian lover, but civilian is almost never aware, except in rare cases they discover their lover’s secret.

Yeah, one of my clubs that never took off. Decided to give it nudge while waiting for Allie’s return and trying to get myself more active again. Will see how much it is inspired that by that private story. It’s already somewhat different (“Knights” weren’t included in that, while Alexandrine there is essentially my main character of that story, in somewhat different circumstances. Also there were not multiple teams in that story). Will try to setting notes written over the weekend, if not sooner. Will probably copy some other aspects of that story, but will probably add some more twists to it.

You can start it, unless Allie comes back before you get a chance to write it. Have Mao notice some unusual restlessness from the soul or something like that and come back to Pelintira.

So, to start, this club is loosely inspired by a long time private RP me and @AirAllie14 have had going for a while. I do want to push some life into this. May add some characters and thoughts soon. Certain aspects of that story may be copied, but we will see to what degree. It looks like she is temporarily busy with stuff at the moment, but may join in whenever she comes back. Other people are free to join in as well. I will probably get a few more characters posted soon, and maybe some additional setting thoughts.

Posting this a little earlier than I intended. Tried to come up with something flexible, that could be rather short or maybe a little longer, depending on exactly when Allie is back. It was an aspect I was originally going to explore other ways (and might still, if she is back before we get it started). But maybe an exploration of the dead girl’s soul. Mao and Pelintira interacting with it. Finding about its past and what might happen over time.

Pelintira had decided to keep an eye on the two of them, out of curiosity. To get an impression of Alenia's current thoughts, and two see what the two of them might get up to. Talk of overthrowing the emperor again? Alenia was thinking a little small scale. Her village was just a small piece of a tiny empire. That man had to be dealt with to achieve her goals, but there would be much more work as well. Her potion seller was getting pretty ambitious as well. Not just making offers of helping an enemy who was probably much stronger than she realized. But was she teasing her apprentice, tempting her for a different sort of fun? It made her think a little. It had been long since she had sought the pleasure of another's touch. Especially conventionally. Though she had found a number of...alternative pleasures. A thought came to mind, if the girl committed to her apprenticeship, followed the path deeply enough, did she have a different sort of potential? There was no rush, but but maybe when the girl eventually became more equal to her power, could she have another place here? Perhaps the girl should be given a different sort of 'initiation'? Her companion could maybe have a little reward too. Alenia was still just an apprentice, after all, Blacky had done nothing forbidden, if anything, she desired some praise. And best for doing it subtly. It was even possible that line would not be crossed, if Pelintira did not step in.

I'm still working my way back into my earlier writing frequency. Finally got caught up on the reading, should get my planned post up either tonight or tomorrow. Will think some more about that. But it will depend on if Allie is back this weekend or not. If she is, we will consider bring Pelintira into the bath scene. If not, I'll see if I have anything to consider, probably Sunday afternoon.

That was a lovely face. Aileen smile down at it, as she finally pulled out. She wondered if that was enough for now? While she could go for more, she was rather satisfied. She looked over to Ashley. "Look at that face. That is the woman I'm helping you to become. She will help you too. Imagine the pleasure she feels right now, the cravings." Ashley, who had been silently watching, glanced up at her. Wondering how the other woman felt, if she was capable of feeling like that. Even in a place like this, she had never seen such an expression on one of the other girls.

Will try to get that one post in the next few days at least. I’ll admit was skimming as you two were writing. Have to take time to really read those. After I write that, we will see what happens. I had not heard anything, but my guess is Allie is unusually busy with school stuff. See if she is back by the weekend. Depending on how long she is busy, we can consider some sort of side story while waiting for her.

Death. It consumes everything. Friendship, family, love, life. You never know how long it will last. The lonely sometimes even more susceptible to it. Ryo had watched it happen over the years. First his grandparents, one after another, a few uncles, then his father. He had few friends. He feared the day he lost any of them. While he was not elderly, he was certainly not a kid anymore either. His own death terrified him more than anything. He desperately hoped for an afterlife, but suspected and feared oblivion after the final breath. He felt no confidence any religion was true. He feared how close it was getting. Death and the fear of it gnawed at him from the earliest childhood. As a kid he could tell himself it was very likely a long way away, barring some freak accident or disaster. But now things were different. There was a desire to reclaim the past escape the end. Many had tried it in the past, some much more wealthy and powerful than him. But he still needed to try. He dug through many shady books and websites. Dug into any material he could find. Eventually on obscure forums, he found people telling strange stories. Probably fake, but sounded just genuine enough to give him hope. It led him to take a drive to a small business, in a town hours away. He was welcomed inside by the owner. A strange, older man, with an odd look in his eye. This was not old fashioned superstition or magic though. Not entirely at least. It was technology, but technology he claimed would do the seemingly supernatural. It back there was a cluster of machines. Helmet’s and gloves, that made Ryo think VR. But the man claimed they let you reach out. Think about what you lost. Whether someone dead, or just a lost connection. It would link you to them. Perhaps draw them back into your life. He offered Ryo a chance to try it out. Warned him to trying something small first. He walked back. Got into the chair. Put the equipment on. The old man told him to focus on an old fond memory. He thought back to a childhood friend he had not seen in many years, he focused on the thought. Then he felt a jerking pull. His sense were pulled away from the building, his body. He found himself in a strange house. Standing before a man, familiar, yet not. The man introduced himself, asked what was going on very confused. It was the name of his old friend. They talked a little. Remembering the past. Ryo wanted proof this was real. He suggested maybe they should meet again, asked his friend to contact the next day, then he felt himself get pulled back. Shaken up, he left, waited to see what happened. He was contacted the day, got confirmation it all had happened. Plans were made. But more importantly, he returned to the old man’s business. This time he tested to claim what had been lost. He remembered his childhood dog. He found himself reunited with her, in a strange empty field. He played with her for a few hours. Then brought back again. The old man told him to be careful with the dead. The nature of the connections were still unclear. Whether there would be consequences. He kept going. Seeing old relatives. Talking to them. They had all the memories they should have, it was just like he remembered them. But they avoided the questions on death or the afterlife. They could not or would not sooth his fears. Leaving him a little uneasy, uncertain. But he kept going. He wanted to reach out to someone else he long missed. An online connection. One of the few people he felt comfortable talking to about personal things and had played somethings with online. She had just disappeared one day. While he mostly recovered, it hurt at the time, and the pain still lingered a little. He had no idea where she was now. If anything happened. He thought back on all of that. He got pulled in, found himself in an old house, that appeared long abandoned. A faint voice called him back. He found a young woman, maybe early 20s, lying weakly in a bed. She apologized to him, for not anything. She had suddenly got sick. Did not last long after that. There were many she did not have a chance to say goodbye to. She thanked him for the visit. But she said she had an offer to him. As man and woman, dead and alive. He could bring her back. If they ‘became one’ in the place. Instead of giving her child, he could give her life. One of legs spread a little. She knew it was a little weird, but asked if he would do it. He paused for bit, nodded. He then undressed, crawled into the bed and they made love for some time. After it was over, he returned again. A strange feeling in his body this time. The man had an odd look as well. Concerned? He did not say anything though. He went to bed, had a restless sleep. When he woke up, he felt different. Strange, in a way he did not fully understand. But he continued his days. Until one day, he could not move. More precisely, the body did not move on its own. It was not his body either. It was his old friend’s. The woman’s body. Her thoughts echoed in the head so he could hear. They had truly become one. Every few weeks they would take turns controlling the body, the body would change. She reassured him. They would never be alone again. Even when it switched back to his body, he would hear her thoughts from now on. She told him to look forward to seeing life as a woman, she would do the same as a man. He had no control over the body as a woman. But he see, hear, smell…feel, everything she did. He was a little uneasy. But he hoped not to be too weirded out by it. Looked forward to where life might go, two lives as one.

Go ahead, keep doing that. I don't mind. I might write a post of her just observing and considering when/how to join in. Looks like Allie might be temporarily busy as well.

Pelintira might walk in on them at some point. But you two can still keep going for now. She’s probably watched part of it, curious to see how far it is going to go. She could join in to either encourage them to go further, or share the fun if they start going further on their own. She may or may not use magic to add to the experience.

Aileen did desire the woman's body, but her pleasure was multi-sourced. It had at least as much to do with Anya's behavior and imaging the future. Everything together was quite pleasing. She wanted to shape this girl, see what happened. It was too soon to have specific ideas, but the things they already talked about were good enough. She had had with plenty of girls here, but Anya was different, Anya wanted more from her, and was willing to give her something unexpected. She did not say anything as it as it came. She just let out a soft moan as she released her seed into her womb. She imagined what was to come, how much different would Anya act, when the first time came that they did this, trying to have a child? Would she be wilder? More 'romantic'? Submissive? She was excited to find out.

You two can just keep the scene going for now, with however you want that scene to play off. I may or may not join in before the bath is over, but you two can go at least part of it on your own.

Pelintira nodded. "In the morning, do let me know if anything strange happens, as you sleep tonight." She vaguely mentioned, without elaborating. "But until then, feel free to relax. Or experiment with potions or whatever." She gave her potential apprentice plenty of freedom. It was only when they were studying she would have to get more strict. Especially as they began exploring more dangerous things. Maybe another day, she would let the girl have a different taste of what she was hinting at, as Alenia went deeper into the secrets she kept.

Aileen would leave it up to Anya. It was at least partially going to be her family as well. But she would let the mother take the lead in questions like that. Teach the daughters to be the whores she was, raise them how she wanted. Though she would do her part as well. Logan would surely have some involvement too. They would see how it went. Probably compete for the number of children she and Logan gave Anya. Though Logan would be allowed to have the first, even if Aileen was tempted to change that. Aileen was getting more and more control over this woman. She could let Anya have control in a few areas. “Whatever you want to do with them…you will have so many…will see how differently you raise them all.” Anya was likely to just have one child after another once she started, for as long as she could. There would surely be a lot of similarities, but probably some differences as well. As she thought about all this, she could feel it building again. It would not be too much longer before she filled the girl some more.

“It may not be absolutely necessary. But it is the safest way, will strengthen the bond the most. It is possible you won’t feel it weaken too, but now you have advice for if it does. It is something you might want to get in a habit of either way.” Pelintira was not exactly suggesting Alenia become a proper vampire. Though it was not impossible these studies could lead her in that direction. Blood was powerful though, as she already got a taste for, both metaphorically and literally. The girl’s body did not have a limitless supply after death, but there was still plenty inside her. It might not be the only source she found over time too.

It was a violent mating dance of sorts, both sides proving their strength to each other. The goal was for him to win, but for Aliana to put up enough of a fight to prove her worthiness to him. For both to arouse each other. By the time he won, she would feel a burning desire for him. In a way this was foreplay for them. He used his size against her, repeatedly making the attack. Trying to keep her pinned against the the cage wall or knock her down. Her goal was to keep him off until he overpowered her. Though her lust would gradually make resisting harder.

He was aggressive with her. He could treat her like an orc woman. She would likely feel like she really was one before it was over. He pinned her against the wall grinded against her. She could the shaft teasing at her already. Bigger than probably any human here, though not as big as some of the creatures. He would fit, even without the spell, though it would be rather tight. In some ways it was the same as the soldiers here, but it was a bit more intimate. Orcs did not waste a lot time. "Feel free to try to squirm out. Compete. The stronger you are, the more I want you. You aren't fragile as the others." It was not a real fight. He wanted her to feel he was strong enough to take her. He was going to teach her a little, to think, and fuck, like an orc. She was going to perhaps learn from a number of creatures. Under the haze of the spell she might even think she looked like an orc when the passion was strongest.

Honorious turned to the trainer. "Make the preparations." The man nodded, stepped out and came back in with several soldiers. Aliana might have been made completely loyal. The orc was not as trustworthy. It was true he would lose the opportunity to play with slaves if he misbehaved or tried to escape. It was still best to keep an eye on him though. Then the trainer unlocked his cage and opened the door. "Undress, then join him...that's the place for an orc like you." Honorious said to Aliana, fueling her thoughts, the confusion of the spell. The orc smiled lustfully at her. "That's right. Come show them how you want me. Show me." He stood before her. A large body. A man who had lived to fight. Much of of it the same as a human, except the green skin. The head though, that uniquely orc look. "You look so much better than others. Maybe I will consider you my mate." Orcs did not look at such things quite the same as humans. He never would have taken a wife, or a single woman. Instead it something a little closer to what Aliana knew. Men 'claiming' the women they wanted. Not quite slaves, but not equal either. A strong woman did turn them on. He knew he could not steal her from her master. But he could leave an impression on her, a linger craving for more, make her feel less human.

The orc let out a satisfied grunt. "She's back, with a friend. You got that look in your eye too." He looked to the general. The enemy who captured him. He could at least respect him as an enemy. Vanorians were impressive, as far as humans went. "She's yours, huh? Give me a turn with her. Her body is closer to an orc woman's then the others. I can teach her what it is like to be an orc woman." Honorious did not answer the orc, but looked over him and the others Aliana was watching. "You can have him, if you want. Any of the ones you crave most. I want to watch you really enjoy it. Though I might mix in others." It was a question of which she would get first. He saw look to the bull. "Your slaves instincts are influencing your choice? You identify as cattle?" He asked, with some amusement. "Or do you just want big? You want to feel stretch you unnaturally?" He wanted her to really think about what she wanted, what was going through her mind. How much of it was spell? How much was her training as a slave? Or did she already have this desire deep deep down. Just her desire to be used by her fellow soldiers?

The thought of one or both of the girls bearing some inhuman child did appeal to Honorius, but he was not going to indulge that desire. Like the priest said, Aliana was more valuable as a soldier than a mother, and he would not do that with Lilana any time soon as well. It was appealing enough to watch their minds get clouded. In the passion to come they may even briefly forget they were human, desperately wish to be a woman of whatever was taking them. ”I see your arousal. You already crave it. I will give you a prize for becoming mine. Come. Both of you.” He led the four of them, including the priest, towards the tent. He looked forward to seeing both of them debase themselves. Feel perhaps a mix of pride and humiliation at how far they had fallen. When they reached the tent, he studied Aliana. Seeing if her eyes were drawn to any particular. Which would she look to, hoping to be seen as a woman of their kind? It was possible he would give her a mix of what she desired and what pleased him.

Pelintira mixed her own studies in as Alenia did her own practice. She would watch the girl, help encourage her in that way. But there was little advice to give in the moment. At the moment it was up to Alenia to mostly teach herself. More lessons would come at a later time. She might answer questions, depending on what they were, or give an occasional piece of advice. But for now, she mixed quietly reading one of her books, with some occasional watching. "The connection to her body is still being established. Eventually it will be near unbreakable. But if you feel the connection weakening in these early days, you can make it stronger. Repeating what you did to make the connection." It wasa casual observation, a piece of offhanded advice she gave while reading, just in case.