Lovingly

I of course arrive in my suite, and get dressed… I pause looking at the second hand stuff. I can do better now. I duplicate Clothier's Closet. It's a nice little 2nd level spell from Eberron that essentially makes non-magical clothing. It only makes up to a hundred gold pieces’ worth, and normally has a component costing the same… but I don't need components. So I think about what I want to wear, and create a nice set of ten ‘adventures clothes’ in different styles, fitted to this body's unique biology, with the transformations I maintain. Then I pick one and get dressed, then hop into my mech suit, and use the Illusion Sphere to get rid of all evidence of the mech (Suppression and Advanced Invisibility, plus Selective Illusions so I can reveal it when desired).

Considering, I also use Selective Illusions to give myself a couple of different appearances, stacking Pathfinder's Persistent Spell to reduce the odds that anyone will make the save to see through it… and be able to turn it on and off as a free action once a round. Have fun with the eyewitness accounts when my outfit is six different bold and vibrant colors to six different people. Or, you know, I just stay invisible… that's also an option.

I cast Duplicate Familiar on my new ring, making sure mine is on my right hand, not my left, and not on the ring finger to boot, and go looking for Alice.

I find her dressing up in biker leathers, and whisper to the copy of my ring, “Keep her safe,” as I hand it to my host, “Hi… I have something for you.”

Alice takes a look, “Where'd you get the new threads? Also… aren't rings usually given from one knee?” Oh, she's smiling and has that twinkle in her eye… a joke, clearly.

“Magic and… well… I'm not proposing marriage. This ring is part of the project downstairs,” I take a breath, “It should help boost most of your magic. Also…” I grin, “I can seriously upgrade your magic access, if you're willing.”

“I'm all for more magic,” she looks deeply into my eyes, a hunger there, as she accepts the ring and puts it on that magic finger “whatever you're willing to give me.”

“Right…” I assign her a slot for my actual Mythic ring, so she'll revive if killed, she'll revive, “Here…” I reach out and touch her shoulder as I start to cast: Enable Function and Heroics are both touch range spells. I mean, between Encompassing Light and Spirit's Reach, I threaten fifteen feet around me and can touch things from up to twenty-five feet away. But touching her feels good.

She slowly grabs my wrist, and gently relocates my hand to her chest, under her shirt, “Remember what I said earlier: It's fair game.”

Like any red-blooded man, I take the invitation, stepping close and using my other hand to slip under her pants, massaging the thin coat of fat over that rather firm ass… and pulling her into my antimagic field, suppressing the Alteration she uses to hide her wings… which halfway undresses her for me, snapping her shirt and bra right off.

There might be a downside to the defensive spell that turns off everyone else's magic and tech immediately around me, but I haven't seen it yet.

“Ooh, are you going to join me?” She licks her lips.

I smile and step out of my mech, and shrug out of the clothes, leaving them on the floor, “How about we take this to the big suite?” I step up to kiss her, and Warp us both down to the chosen place in Bungalow 42, recently cleaned up by my minions.

“Ah… radiation?” She cringes and looks around.

“Cleaned up,” I kiss her, switching to a Telepathy spell as I keep casting while ramming my tongue down her throat, getting my shadow hands into the action as well, allowing me to squeeze her chest up against this body's with the real hands under her jeans while the shadow ones roam and start stripping her, ‘we're safe, and are running on generator two.’

‘How?’ She thinks back at me.

“There's a spell for almost everything,” I chuckle verbally, “including cleaning up radiation and neutralizing radioactive waste. Put that ring on and I can pretty much make you immortal.” And even without it I can make you really hard to kill. Already have. The ring will keep you from getting old. And if you do die of old age, Create Materials and Fleshcraft from the Creation sphere, plus Summon Spirit from **** and Resurrection from Life can get you back in a new, young body… all things I can do right now. Hmm.

Alice nods as she quietly puts the ring on… the finger just next to her pinky, on her left hand, I notice… and kisses me again. she wraps her wings around me as she explores the body Is ‘m in, and I hers. “Let me take care of you…” she whispers in my ear, and her oh-so-skilled fingers and lips stimulate the hyper-sensitive body I'm wearing to orgasm. Again, and again, and again… keeping her lips off of the spouts, at least for now.

I don't know how many times she brings me there… but when I am so thoughougly past cloud nine that I… umm… what's my name again? She picks my nude form up, and carries me to the bathroom in this suite…