Van tries to embrace this new side of himself.

Van goes back and forth in his head with his thoughts over and over again, all in a matter of seconds. “Viramare?” Van’s voice comes out soft yet resolute. Viramare glances down at Van, “Hmm? What is it Van?” Taking a deep breath, Van looks up into Viramares face, “Can I... feel your p-penis?”

Even though he had tried to be firm, Van couldn’t help his face getting red from the embarrassing question. Viramare seems slightly surprised by the question before he smiles. He gets up from the settee and walks over to the doorway where he leans down and picks up clothing that is entirely too small for him. Van realizes that those clothes must be his replacements for his clothes that didn’t fit him anymore. Not moving from his spot, Van starts to glare at Viramare. “What, am I not good enough? You and your girls have put me through a lot, and I at least think you owe me this much!” Van started softly, but got louder with every word that passed his lips. His breaths come out rough as he gets that all out.

Viramare only smiles wider before responding, “Of course Van. I don’t have any problems with it.” He steps closer to Van, looking down at him. “I just wanted you to be sure that this is what you wanted. No prodding from me, magical or otherwise. No outside influence from my girls. Just you, coming forward and telling me what it is you really want.”

Van does his best to stay strong and not back away from him as Viramare closes the gap between them. Van can’t help but stare at the outline of Viramare’s cock as it comes within arms reach. Viramare doesn’t move any closer, nor does he attempt to remove his clothing. He is just staring down at Van, waiting for him to make the first move. Minutes seem to pass to Van, when in reality, it has only been a few seconds. Van starts to raise his hands towards Viramare before stopping and looking up once more. Viramare is just staring down with a raised brow and an impassive face.

Before he can think anymore about what he is doing, Van leans forward and rests his hands along Viramares length. Feeling the size of him beneath his hands freezes Van for a moment before he slowly moves his hands along it with awe. As Van begins to press more firmly against Viramare, Sezra’s voice is heard from down the hall, “Daaaddy! Where aaaare you?” Hearing Sezra’s voice causes Van to jump backwards before grabbing the clothes from Viramares hands. Van quickly dons his new wardrobe as Sezra looks into the room, ears twitching and collar jingling. She smiles and waves at Van before skipping over to Viramare’s side. “Can you play with me tonight? Van was a lot of fun, but I miss you Daddy.” Sezra says with a pout.

Viramare chuckles and lifts her chin to look her in the eyes. “Of course I can. I have missed you too.” Sezra’s white fluffy tail starts to wag fiercely when she hears Viramare tell her that he will play with her. “Let’s go figure out what the other girls are doing for today.” Sezra gives a happy chuff before running off back down the hall she had come from. Still chuckling after her, Viramare looks over at Van. “Van, I won’t tell you what to do or how to feel. All I will say, is that you should take your time, and enjoy yourself.” Viramare drills his gaze into Vans, “I won’t turn you away Van, but know this…” The intensity of Viramare’s gaze is sending shivers down Van’s body. “I want you, and I want you to be happy. So if you are having any kinds of second thoughts, or doubts about what is happening to you, and what you are going through, I can change you back. No questions asked from me, we can pretend that none of this ever happened.” Viramare continues after a slight pause, “But once you are part of this life, you can’t ever truly go back, and this would mean you accept who you have become. You would know that in your heart you love me, and that I love you in return.” Viramare turns to walk out after Sezra, but stops half way through. “I said that it would be you accepting who you had become,” Viramare looks over his shoulder and makes it obvious that he is looking at Van and thinking about the changes that have taken place, “But I think… this might be who you have always been.”

Van was left alone in the room as he tried to gather her thoughts and belongings. Is this how I have always been? Van’s thoughts were a chaotic mess. Have I just been hiding behind a mask of masculinity? Many thoughts like these were going through Van’s mind as he walked home from Viramare’s Lair. As Van walked home, he thought about the changes that he had been going through as he spent more time at Viramares, and the experiences that he had shared with Viramare’s girls. Van realized that he didn’t mind the changes that his body was going through. Sure, he would probably get some flak from the guys that he had been partying with, but Van also knew that those horndogs would also be eyeing her up, given Van’s new assets and softer look. Van had just gotten back into town, and stopped as he looked at himself in a reflection of a storefront window and realized that the only clothes that fit him now were the ones that he had gotten from Viramare. Nodding to himself, Van set off down the main street and stopped at a tailor to see if they had anything that would fit him.