Back to the Baths

You're lead back to the same rotunda as before, only this time Acantha holds you firmly by the scruff of your neck, and forces you to lie down on a stone table. She produces tough leather straps from underneath the table and proceeds to lock your body in place. First your wrists, then your ankles, and ultimately your neck. You find yourself completely immobile.

She looks upwards, almost wistful for a moment, then speaks. "This is the fate that you have chosen ****. Had you obeyed. Had you taken my advice. Had you listened to my command, you'd be experiencing the pleasures of a soft and succulent body with Avina and Silva." She turns her eyes to you again. "This is the path you've chosen. Do not make this mistake again." She produces a black box from beneath the table, and after donning what appears to be arm length latex glove, she reaches in and produces a softly shimmering pink quarts. She sets it firmly on your chest, and you marvel as it begins to glow every so softly. From your body blue sparks begin to flow. They flutter around like shimmering gnats, then enter the crystal. When the come out the other side however, they are pink.

The swarm of lights begins to glow. At first it's only a few specks, but with each passing moment they reproduce exponentially until a soft buzzing is heard from the number of magical flecks floating around the crystal. Were that not enough, you begin to feel tired, then fatigued, then exhausted. It's as though your very lifeforce were being drained before you. That exhaustion soon becomes frailty, and frailty becomes helplessness. Only when you feel as though you cannot be drained any longer, your body shudders, then contracts. The leather straps around your ankles and arms are pulled a little tighter, while the one around your neck feels much looser. You feel a little better for a while, but the draining process continues. Again you feel at the very cusp of unconsciousness, and your body contracts again restoring some of your energy.

Mistress Acantha leaves you like this while she tends to the girls. You pant as you turns your head to the side and spy the same stone bath as before. They have drained the waters into open air ducts leading to one of the gardens. You then see them begin to pour a smooth and shiny tar into the bath. It's flawless as it pours, such that you can even see your reflection in the flowing fluid. It's thick as well... The liquid continues to pour from the tap until the pool is nearly overflowing.

By now the crystal is covered in an angry bees nest of lights, and to your surprise, while the lights floating around it are still pink, the crystal itself has turned blue. With a final shimmery flash all the lights disappear, and all that is left on your chest is a soft blue crystal. Mistress returns, boxes it and smirks as she appraises your body. Silently, she produces a mirror that allows you to see the effects of the crystal.

Your body, still smooth, pale, and hairless from before, has undergone even more changes. The table that you barely fit on earlier can nearly contain you spread eagle now. Your muscles are non-existant, and your skin is soft and smooth. Your shoulders are as thin as a boys... or perhaps thin as a girls, and your hands, feet, fingers, and toes have all gotten smaller. Even your face has changed. Any hint of your heroic jaw is completely washed way by a waifish chin. Your eyes are large and tapered giving you an innocent and decidedly feminine look about your appearance, and your cheekbones are high and prominent. Your new heart shaped face is only accented by the pixie cut bangs that seem to have naturally grown over your eyes.