The Last Two Rooms

Alex couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment as she entered her room, followed by Alice. Why did it have to be evening already? Now she'll have to wait until tomorrow to try flying! Her eyes lingered on the curtains as she took in the room, but she dismissed the intrusive thought with a sigh. It would be better to wait until after the challenge, whatever that might be.

Alex shook her head before she could start guessing on that last part, and turned around, intend on getting to know her roommate. Her yes widened as she felt her tail, which she forgot about, smack into Alice's side and making the other girl cry out as she lost her balance.

"Shit! I'm so sorry!" Alex said as soon as she caught sight of Alice. The shy girl's head had fallen from her body, ending up on the floor facing away from it, and said body was now on all fours, blindly feeling around for her head. Alex quickly knelt in front of the disembodied head. "Here, I'll help you."

Alex tried to reach for her roommate's head, only for her to open her wings, which nearly scraped the ground. The redhead stared at them for a beat before closing them again and awkwardly reaching around Alice's head with her arms, using her palms and thumbs to grab it, though she had to press it into her chest to do so. She then rose back up, trying to ignore how Alice's bunny ears tickled her as they drooped over her shoulders, or how warm the bunny girl's disembodied head felt as she walked to her body, which sat down and was obviously trying not to fidget.

"There you go." Alice's body reached in front of it as soon as the words left Alex's mouth, and the wyvern girl put her roommate's head into the waiting hands. Alice sighed in relief as she put her head back in place. "Um, thank you."

"You're welcome... And, uh, sorry again." Alex said as she rubbed the back of her neck. Deciding to give some time to let the awkwardness fade, the redhead made to remove her jacket, but ended up staring at her wings instead. "Hey, I... Might need some help taking that off."

Alice blinked at her roommate before blushing. "Oh." The white haired woman gave her a small nod before going behind Alex and helping her out of her jacket. "... Hum, could you put your arms up?" Alex did so, more focused on making sure her tail wouldn't smack into her roommate again than on why she was asked, right up until her vision was filled with the inside of her shirt as Alice removed it as well.

"Uh, you know you can stop, right?" Alex asked as she lowered her wings, which sent Alice into a new round of blushing as she made a squeaking sound and scampered away. Shaking her head as the bunny girl nearly hid in her wardrobe to change, Alex looked at her thumbs before hooking them into the waistband of her jeans and managed to pull them off. She then went to bed, resigning herself to learning more about her roommate tomorrow as Alice, now wearing a loose night shirt, turned off the light and went under her own covers.

"'Night."

"Good night."

Marcus walked out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened and quickly strode along a royal blue carpet through a spacious sitting room and into the suite's bedroom. He quickly scanned the large room, which had a big bed with red covers in the middle of it, flanked by a walk in wardrobe and a bedside table, as well as a minibar. Along the wall was another door, some curtains covering what must be a very large window, and a full length mirror. The slime woman went in front of that last one, while Circe fluttered in behind him.

Staring at his reflection, Marcus tried altering his appearance, but it wouldn't hold. It took a lot of focus to make any change, only for it to flow back into his new default form as soon as he tried to focus on changing something else. He kept at it for a couple of minutes before groaning as he gave up.

"Shouldn't I be able to shapeshift?" He said as he turned to face Circe, who was lying on the large bed dominating the room. The host chuckled before answering.

"Oh, you are able to, but it will take a lot of time and experience before you'll get the hang of it." Marcus sighed, clearly not happy with that answer. Well, at least he eventually might be able to turn himself back into a man, which is more than he was expecting had the audience chosen a different form for him.

Deciding to change the subject, Marcus looked at one of his hands. "So... Anything I should know about my new form?"

"Not really." Circe answered with a shrug. "You can still enjoy the same food you're used to, and you won't dissolve in water, so showering and bathing are safe, if that's what you wanted to know."

The slime woman couldn't help an involuntary shudder at the though. Glad to avoid that issue, he turned around to face Circe, but the host had disappeared.

Sighing, Marcus cast a quick look around the room to make sure he was alone before turning back to the mirror and really looking at his reflection, only now noticing how his clothes were clinging to his body, as if they were wet. On closer inspection, he realized that they were slowly sinking in his body, gradually enough that it was hard to see. He checked himself out for a bit, before slowly bringing his hands to his breasts and giving them a tentative grope. However, while what he was seeing in the mirror was undoubtedly what he'd consider an arousing sight, he couldn't help but be weirded out by the fact he was feeling his own boobs, something he didn't have an hour ago, being groped.

Shaking his head, Marcus dropped his hands back to his side as he turned around and walked to the wardrobe. Opening it, he quickly noticed that while the clothes inside looked like his own, they felt strangely smoother to the touch.

Marcus could feel his face heat up as he took a pair of panties and a new shirt out of the wardrobe and started stripping down, though he was soon distracted by the thoroughly weird experience of having to peel his clothes out of himself. While he was thankful for the distraction, it wasn't there while he was putting on the new clothes, and so he couldn't being simultaneously aroused at the sight of an attractive woman's body bending down and sliding her panties on but also disturbed by the fact it's his own body.

Once done, he tried to distract himself from the disconnect as he slipped under the covers, which also felt strangely smooth, and turned off the light, hoping that a good night's sleep would help, and eager for tomorrow to come.