The moment you made contact with the glistening, glowing purple orb, you were assaulted with a barrage of foreign images. A castle on a hill, but not like any castle you'd ever seen. Stepping into a futuristic machine the size of a house. Careening through complete and total darkness, with only pinpricks of light in the distance to guide your way. Heat, a burning heat that ate away at your body. Impact. And then...nothing.
Until now.
An adorable, high-pitched voice in some strange, foreign language whispered in your ear. She...she sounded ecstatic. A chill ran down your spine.This was magic, but unlike any you'd ever seen or heard of. And it was inside of you.
The voice said something else you couldn't understand, inquisitive this time. A question. You had no way of answering because you were pretty sure she didn't know English.
"I do now," she said slyly, in perfect clarity, without even a trace of an accent. "Greetings, peasant. You have the unparalleled honor of speaking to her royal highness, Yuviallus Atheria IV, first in line to the throne of the glorious Apathis Empire. But since you will be serving as my body on this planet, I believe it would be alright for you to call me Yuvie. Well, you'll be calling yourself that fairly soon."
"Y-your body?" You stammered out loud. The other Seekers moved towards you, concern written on their faces. "Derek? Are you okay?" Olivia asked, her eyes as wide as dinner plates.
"Indeed, peasant. Rejoice. You have ascended from your murky, pointless existence to serve as the flesh of royalty. Very few are granted this honor! You better thank me!"
Oh no, now she sounded angry. You felt like you should probably let go of the purple ball, but the moment you tried to loosen your grip on the gemstone, it flew up and straight into your forehead. It buried itself deep into your skull in less than a second.
You yelped, raising your hands up to your forehead. You fully expected to be met with some sort of gruesome crater, but instead you felt some kind of...smoothness?
"My royal transport gem has taken up residence within your lowly skull. In a few moments, it will be fully integrated, and I will have full control over my new body."
You wanted to protest, but you found that you could no longer move an inch. A glance in the mirror across the room from you told you why. The purple of the gem was spreading down over your forehead and onto the rest of your face, a wave of goopy liquid running down onto the rest of your body like particularly thick paint. Everywhere it touched, your features muddled and warped into something entirely alien. You were forced to shut your eyes for a moment as it ran down onto your eyelids, and when you opened them again, they were wide, round, and a bright, sparkling blue.
The voice inside your head chuckled, seemingly amused by your surprise. "My superior form is overriding your own. The process is irreversible now. Short of killing me, there is no way to escape our body. No. My body."
The other Seekers could only watch in horror as the rest of your face was washed away by the purple wave, leaving a rounded, elfin visage in its place. Adorably rounded cheeks, eyes the size of tennis balls, and delicate little dots of eyebrows. Nothing was left unchanged, and everything that had taken your face's place was completely unrecognizable.
The changes kept on spilling down your body, overtaking your flesh in a matter of moments. Your shoulders shrank, your arms shortened, and your fingers turned the same shade of purple as the rest of your body. Sparkly white nails shimmered at the ends of your fingers, which Yuvie wiggled for emphasis. She was in control now, and there was nothing you could do except watch in horror.
You expected your chest to balloon out into a set of breasts, as Yuvie was clearly a woman, but not all that much happened. Your chest tingled a bit, and got a little puffier, but it was barely noticeable. For royalty, she was pretty flat.
"Hey!" She cried out in your head, clearly offended.
The purple paint swept down your midriff, shrinking it down til it was smooth, flat and untoned. Like someone who'd never worked out a day in their lives. You watched your hips narrow down, yet another instance of you shrinking during this unwanted transformation. And then came the big one-- the change you'd been dreading.
It happened in almost an instant, completely matter-of-factly. Yuvie didn't linger-- she just kept on going, your penis inverting into her tight purple vagina in less than a second. You couldn't see it in the mirror, but you certainly felt it. A spike of pleasure shooting straight up your spine, you couldn't help but moan.
Your butt and legs narrowed and shrank to girlish proportions, just as purple as the rest of you. This change you did see, because your previously tight jeans chose just that moment to slip off, and Yuvie did nothing to hold up your now hugely baggy pants.
"Feh. Good riddance. Those clothes were never fit for a princess like me."
The changes finished off with your toes, changing them into tiny little feet perfect for a lady who had never done a day of work in her life. She stepped out of your now enormous shoes, putting her hands on her hips proudly as she stared at her newly regained appearance in the mirror, clad in nothing but your plaid jacket, dark green t-shirt, and your loose socks. With a shake of her head, the last bit of your previous form disappeared into hers as her hair cascaded down and out into long, straight blonde locks that spilled all the way down to your mid-back.
She grinned impishly at her own reflection, now with complete and total control over every inch of your body. It wasn't until Olivia stepped forward, her eyes full of concern, that you realized just how much you'd shrunk. You'd been a head taller than her before-- now you had to crane your neck up to look her in the eye.
"Derek? Is that you in there?" She asked, seemingly dreading the answer.
Yuvie put a finger to her chin in mock thought. "Oh. Was that his name? Well, it doesn't matter now. He's property of the Apathis Empire now. My lovely new body!" She squealed girlishly, lifting up a single leg as she clasped her hands together.
"Is... is he still alive?"
Yuvie rolled his eyes. "Yes, he's still conscious. I'm not that cruel!" she insisted, even though you couldn't think of anything crueler to do a person. "I am Yuviallus Atheria IV, first in line to the throne of the Apathis Empire! I've come to conquer this planet for the glory of my people!" She cried out, sticking a finger out at Olivia. "And I will start with you all! I need a few things to start this little colonization, and you've got just what I need!"
"And what's that?" Tyler asked, stepping in front of Olivia. He always felt the need to protect the other members of the Seekers, but you had the feeling that this time wouldn't end up so well for him. Despite how bratty she was acting, you could tell that Yuvie was serious-- and not to be trifled with.
"Flesh, of course! Every invasion force needs some flesh to work with!"
Oh boy. That didn't sound good.
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