Irelia

As you fly over the exotic Ionian landscape, you suddenly see a flash of light in the distance. Looking closer, you see it again, it almost looks like... a reflection? You zoom over in your astral form, and as you get closer realize what it was - the flash of sunlight reflecting off of sharp metal blades twirling through the air, and at their center, none other than Xan Irelia, the Blade Dancer.

She was performing some kind of spiritual dance, humming to herself with her eyes closed as she glided across the grass, her blades twirling and spinning around her. You found yourself mesmerized by her movements, not to mention her agility, flexibility, and of course, beauty. Her long, dark hair flowed down her back, held against her head by a silver headpiece. She wore what looked to be some form of light armor, with red fabrics and gray wraps lined with shining silver armor, and ribbons flowing from her sleeves. Her legs were covered by tight gray pants, which highlighted her strong thighs and curvy ass, as well as tight red and silver knee-high boots hugging her well-defined calves.

While you were staring, Irelia started to finish her dance, as she returned to a central position and folded her blades into a crest floating behind her. Finally, she exhaled a breath you didn't realize she had been holding, and opened her eyes, seemingly satisfied with her dance. Despite this, though, she still seemed mildly agitated about something, as her brow remained furrowed and her icy blue eyes held no apparent joy or happiness.

Irelia suddenly started walking away, and you were scarcely able to get out of her way as she started heading back in the direction of a nearby village, her blades still floating behind her. "Now or never!" you think, and float up to catch up to her, before pushing yourself into her body. She gasps as you make contact, stopping her movement, and you can see her muscles tense at your intrusion. You quickly shove your feet into her legs, feeling the tight boots squeeze your calves as Irelia's taut leg muscles come under your command, and push your hands into her slender fingers, before pulling the rest of your torso into her back, feeling a warmth growing between her, now your, legs. Finally, you press your face into her head, hearing her moan slightly as you black out.

When you come to, you can immediately tell how different Irelia's body is to yours - you feel great. Aside from a slight headache - probably something Irelia just lives with constantly - you've never felt this flexible, and as you look down at your new body, you just stand there, taking in the new sensations. You wiggle your toes in her boots, and ball your hands into fists, feeling the muscle behind them in spite of how slender Irelia's arms were.

You look behind you, seeing Irelia's blade crest floating obediently behind its master, and dip into Irelia's mind to learn how to bend them. With a flick of your wrist, you quickly unfold them into a deadly whirlwind, and watch as the blades around you, feeling more like an extension of yourself rather than a mere weapon. With a smile, you return your blades to their crest, and start walking again, loving how your leg muscles felt like you could kick a tree in half. Irelia's memories told you she had been out for some private exercise, and was apparently about to head back to her home to have dinner. With you behind her eyes, though, you could think of a few other ways to pass the time in the privacy of her home.